THE OBVIOUSLY SUBTLE ENDING
Eyeliner Tear Drops With Crow Like Ambitions...
The Sorrow That Softens My Queer Inhibitions...
The Darkness That Highlights My Soul Tinged With Madness...
The Night Of My Life Signed By My Hand In Sadness...
The Black Around Eyes Bright With Sarcastic Anger...
The Silence I Kept Despite Deafening Clangor...
Of Years In The Wild Spent Alone Without Children...
Who Left Me To Be Here - The Obvious Victim...
Who Fed All The Cravings Which I Did Amend...
The Angry Betrayal Of This Wayward Friend...
The Only Survivor...
This Holy Conniver...
In A Frostbitten World With No Hope Without End.
The Silver That Glistens In Several Key Spaces...
The Jewelry That Pierces The Most Sacred Places...
The Ink That Outlines What The War Was For Strangers...
All Signs Of Life Lived Despite The Fierce Dangers
That Come With The Knowing Of Fringe And Devoted...
The Brave And Turncoated...
Those Worthy Of Song...
Who Never Belong...
They Never Will Stay...
Not Ever For Long.
And The Risk - Is It Worth It...
Enough To Live Throught It...
When Not Asking Questions...
Taking Only Suggestions...
To Fuck Without Heed Of Their Nature Or Creed...
Will Be No Less Painful Although You'll Succeed...
In Becoming What So Many Others Became...
The Ending Predicted By Cowardly Shame...
That Isn't For Me...
Although I'll Agree...
I'd Love To Know Like With A Shallow Lust Friend...
But The Poet Inside...
Knows It's Hard To Take Pride...
In Anything Less When We're So Near The End.
© OCTOBER 31, 1999 By Menes