Morning was wonder from
the masochism that seemed
to position the hour of light.
I focused on something human
and drunk the possibility of you
wild as touch, sort of like
my own history.

from pages 58-59 of Fear and Loathing in America: The Brutal Odyssey of an Outlaw Journalist, 1968-1976 by Hunter S. Thompson (Simon & Schuster, 2000).