A Late-Night Storm
I revealed my true self to a
community of
those who claim to love me -
one member decided to voice her
opinion
on the matter, one that was more
like
an annoying mosquito
buzzing in my ear. She openly
questioned my sex life, yet
is that not a taboo subject
among close-minded followers of
God?
Puberty happened to the old me,
the sheltered me.
I'm fully aware that
penis plus vagina equals snoo snoo,
and
not penis plus anus -
don't act like I'm stupid.
This brainwashed zombie continued
harassing me on the matter, as did
others who
agreed with the old-fashioned, 50s
American lifestyle.
I told them I was done -
no longer did I want to
associate myself with fag haters.
Now
I'm a lost cat without a home -
wandering, searching, hoping for a
better life
filled with a love that God
intended.
I hope this torrent doesn't come
to pass. Was this merely
late-night wanderings of the mind?
A prophetic vision of what's to
come?
Or a warning.
At least the graphite flaked off
onto the paper - now the
self-healing process begins
again.