_random things from HIM’s Poetry Journal, courtesy of HIM:_ HIM: Thanks for the introduction, Italic Me. _No problem. You know I love you best._ HIM: Really? _No. But I like you just as much._ HIM: Ahhh, whatever. Say, where’s Italic Him these days? _Ahhh. I’m not sure I want to talk about that. Maybe we can go out for coffee after your show, and then maybe if you still want to hear it I could . . . ._ HIM: You know what? That sounds great. I’ll meet you right here afterwards? _Okay. You’re on._ _[HIM: gesticulating in lazy magpie, etc, etc, etc....]_ _After a respectful silence, I must say: It all sounds a shade homoerotic to me._ HIM: And this is a surprise to you? _Well, um. No. I guess not._ HIM: Let’s go get that coffee, hey? _Yeah. Okay. Let’s go._