A distant bluff in the mojave for the calling Someplace recognized in dream The phenomenological gamble of neutral ground that is ever again compromised by ancestry Vacuums which may crave full omniscience When the anxiety of no anxiety comes into play with nothing on the line Trust gives security until you start to think about it Fear of losing the power of emptyness What coalescence occurs Dare you trade the fantasy for that which would not be imaginably the same The taking of being taken The going which walking takes away Commentary This poem is i distant ancestor and forerunner of Sonoran Hushings, the piece which immediately follows. Having been told that I may be well advised to do more reworking of my material, I reworked My Need To Let Her Want some 25 times until arriving at Sonoran Hushings, which is the last reworking to date.