Wednesday, October 17, 2012

In the backyard (of my mind)

Cock's crying out for hiding sun
Birds answering in all tunes and tones
Cock sounds now like a horse neighing

I felt too tired on the bus last night
As that teenage boy behind me
(As if) by chance stroked my shoulder

Too tired to turn back, just side glanced
Too weary to send him to hell
And tell the girl behind him

My opinion on her directly loud comment
If he tested me whether I was gay
Yes, little darling, I am

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