Giovanni Moss
I was never the best looking
man in the room.
But I knew how to dress, and how
to stand in the
right light, how to speak to women
with just the right
tone. How to walk into a room
and make every
head turn. How to smile at the
married men while
taking their wives and daughters. Most
importantly,
how to take what I wanted and
get out with a
minimum of fuss. The mistake
I made was that
I grew old. And I ended up
living alone
in a shabby nursing home, and
watching the young
nurses laugh at me. I wonder
if things would have
been different had I taken
less, given more.