Gay

I’m gay

I know

You do?

You said so.

Did I?

Yes, you did.

I guess, I’m just used to repeatedly coming out.

Repeatedly?

Yes, with everyone I meet.

Everyone?

Everyone.

Why?

It comes up in most conversations.

What does?

What do you do?

Oh yes.

Are you married, is next.

I guess it does.

It does.

You could say yes.

Then it is what does your wife do?

Really.

Words to that effect.

Words to that effect?

Computer programming.

Computer programming.

Where does she do that?

Oh, I see.

Yes, suddenly you are well into the story.

You could lie.

So, you think lying is preferable to gay?

I didn’t say that.

Actually, you just did.

I didn’t mean to.

Most people don’t.

Straight Guys Do Kiss

I have never come across

as many homophobes

as I have straight guys who

just wanted a little passion.

The US Navy Is In Town, 5am Sunday Morning

What shall we do with the drunken sailor? 

What shall we do with the drunken sailor? 

What shall we do with the drunken sailor? 

Early Sunday morning?

Kiss him on the mouth, he is so far from home

Kiss him on the mouth, he is so far from home

Kiss him on the mouth, he is so far from home

Early Sunday Morning

Lead him up an alley way and undo his trousers

Lead him up an alley way and undo his trousers

Lead him up an alley way and undo his trousers

Early Sunday morning?

Pull off his shirt and give him poppers

Pull off his shirt and give him poppers

Pull off his shirt and give him poppers

Early Sunday morning

Slap his face stopping him from passing out

Give him a load to take back to base

Keep touching him until he squirts

Early Sunday morning

Slap him on the arse and wipe the drool from his lips

Slap him again to keep him awake

Stroke his cheek and fix his hair

Early Sunday morning

Leave him with his undies around his ankles

Wipe the cum from his thigh as it’s only polite

Don’t feel bad because he won’t remember

Early Sunday morning

It's Scary

People were once

ashamed of their fears,

now they seem

to revel in them.

They pin that badge

right on their chest,

like that shield of stupidity

will keep them safe,

somehow?

Life

Bad things, good people

Suddenly dead, or worse

The kiss of circumstance 

Life changes irrevocably

Could be anyone of us.

There by the grace of the universe…

Existence is fragile

Some people nudge their luck

Some people crash through.

Some people crash.

That’s life.

Not everyone is forever.

Buddy

My dog Buddy sniffs at some debris 

left on the footpath, as I watch on.

An old boom box, do you remember them?

I wonder where it had been, as

it is now just a shell on the ground, as

Buddy pisses on it and then walks towards me