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A Challenge To The Dark
shot in the eye
shot in the brain
shot in the ass
shot like a flower in the dance
----- Charles Bukowski

born body caged, ebony triangles covering negative space

David Wojnarowicz

waking moments

days spent lost with you

creating candy solar systems

through childlike imaginations

lines we walk that never connect

beyond the rainbow dreams flourish from raindrops beating on your tin roof

values of light ushering ghosts to follow through

sliding down so far the exit looks like a forgotten halo

angels found me naked next to my corpse a box of collected knickknacks

I never wanted to be liked, just loved

somewhere beneath loathing must be the fallen fruits from surrealist trees

coral fangs and tangerine guillotines

goodbye letters return to flight

sharp, hollow figures of black and white stop me from sleeping

cluttered rooms and name calling make feel at home

steps on the toes mistaken for admiration

magic found in water

roses smelling of forgiveness

disappointment turning into creeping shadows looking for ways to elongate their image

subtracting pen marks is almost impossible, you must always add on

pregnant joints erasing the reality of organized time,

marry me stranger I am a widower of influences that couldn't make it

confused about my gender they tell me I need to make up my mind to fit in a category

(Paul Johnson)

I am just as womanly as any of you ladies

I just carry a stick and bat balls you could say

do not look away from the real issue

your fear

I am here, get use to it

I am just as feminine as any of you ladies

I just shave my face and sweat like an olympian

stop doubting me,

I can hear you loud and clear.

The night you strung chritmas lights across my closet and covered the floor in a sea of pillows for hot boxing, I knew I loved you

Gustav Klimt

and I see the moon's craters in your eyes, magical devious disinterested breather of all that is celestial, come back home behind my ribcage, where you always fit best, precious snowflake tasting of sugar and grapefruit, bitter sensuality, we are closer worlds apart, projections of our love, boundless passion holding still for your return, set aside your heartbeat humming next to mine, I fall asleep to the lullaby of our hearts making love.