Lgbt Poetry - Blog Posts

I used to think you were a smart man

now I’m not so sure

in fact

I think you told us several times

when I was younger

that you were anything but

you scared me too much to test that

I hope the people who live in our old house

look at the dent in the freezer

that you nearly broke your foot making

because you wished you could have done

it to me instead

and wonder how it got there

and soon enough they will discover

the lines I scratched into the wood

into the walls

little traces of anger

it fills every support beam,

every wall,

every floorboard like rot

spreading

consuming

devouring

Transistince

Transistence is the resistence

Against the resistence to be trans

From outside and in my head

"Where the psychological

Becomes social"

As an old English professor used to say...

Are my layers just cake?

Vaccous calories of air and sugar?

Why do I yearn

To be a tasty pink cloud?

Dissappearing onto the horizon

Where a sunset masks the line between sky

And mountain

Psychological sky

And societal mountains

Buildings conceal the clouds

Light drowns out the stars

In total darkness

two princes

hand over hand

in the firmest handshake

"I hereby declare these two kingdoms unified once more"

hand on hand

in the finest linin

we consecrate a marriage

the only one we could ever have had

the maids know to keep their mouths shut

the mattress will never know their lesson

hand in hand

I whisper an "I love you", so softly that the wind could never snatch it away

although I wish I could shout it from the rooftops

and yet

you hear

and whisper one back

so low it could never reach the church's high steeple

and be proclaimed at the masses to the masses

and yet

I hear.