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A Hovering Sexual Position

              A Hovering Sexual Position Modern poetry  modern verse contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem The poet, Rupert Brooke, felt trouble with Deciding what his sex position was. He listened to his gay friends’ favorite myth...

The Minx and Sacrifice

             The Minx and Sacrifice The reason Marilyn appealed to both The men and women was because she meant A dual thing and not just beauty.  Too loath To say that, though, they melted to her scent Composed of victimhood and vampishness. They, deep gods, or...

Supreme Longshot(s)

     Supreme L-o-n-g-s-h-o-t-(s) The Father reigns supreme in every way. It’s all a bit uncertain if the Son Came later and is lesser (this sounds gay) But still divine.  And then the other One Is even more ambiguous.  We know This biblically,...

The Month of Dying Beauty

  The Month of Dying Beauty The month of dying beauty made of leaves That bleed with scarlet, crimson, and the flash Of orange, hurtful yellows and bright sheaves Of golden, sickled hay revealed a gash. A wound in present time was opened by My finding of a cache of...

Perfect Paradoxes, October’s Oxymorons

Perfect Paradoxes, October’s Oxymorons The point of fall is melancholy joy. The oranges, yellows, and the reds are breaths Of autumn but in parallel destroy. Their bright solemnity a trillion deaths Entails.  The oranges are calmly rife With gorgeouness of gloom. ...