by Peter Valentine

Look out from my body and see people standing, talking, hanging out—from a window two women having a dream. Is it fantastic? Of course it is. It’s compulsory. When I was playing soccer at the age of 14, the first thing we’d do before going out onto the field would be to climb up on one another’s thighs and massage the legs. Now it’s 1970 and there are street guys, there are punks, gays, beach bums just lying around in the sun. My body is there too, hanging out, talking to women. I don’t look at women the same way I look at myself. I look at myself and I look at myself looking at women. I realize my body in the world, that there’s never been my body before. I probably should play the victim.

SOURCE: Conversation with Arnold Schwarzenegger by Peter Manso (Oui magazine, August 1977).

IMAGE: Arnold Schwarzenegger, bodybuilder (circa 1975).


ABOUT THE AUTHOR: Peter Valentine writes a daily poem from words found in the New York Times crossword puzzle. He posts them daily on Tumblr and on Facebook.