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October 25, 2004
A Hetero Talks Straight
I am not straight.
Crooked in a thousand different angles
Of lust and pride and hate,
I cannot claim to rule
The lines of your existence
More Incongruent than my own.
So, let us kneel and work and wait.
Let us, together, submit to pains
Of Bending.
Let us weep and wait,
Together,
For the Ending,
That brings the world in line,
In great joy,
With Straight.
Random Poetry | By jackdas | 3:09 PM
