The Bleeding Male

Has my queerness wounded you?
As if I stole your masculinity...
...and then ripped your rib out myself,
to fashion the weaker sexes.

You speak to me of abstinence
as if I should snatch your rib...
...back from Eve herself,
so that you could be whole again.

-o0o-

Breakup

A moment's kiss, your hand in mine
A memory of stolen time
As I remember you and me
Not regretting what used to be

No longer us, but me and you
A split that carves my heart in two
A moment's kiss, so far from this
That calls me to the man I miss

But now you see a brighter sky
And off you leap and up you fly
No longer us, but you and I
I offer you a fond goodbye

So life must on, so pains be stilled,
So souls must mend and hearts be filled
So when the heart and sorrow mends
Perhaps we'll meet again as friends

-o0o-

Children of War

Stood up and drenched
caked mud and strife
blood soaked / fist clenched
clinging onto life
old butcher's son
does what he knows
with daddy's gun
calling the crows
to feast on them
the carrion
see nine or ten
flying down
to earth to eat
the meaty strands
prepared for them
by children's hands

-o0o-

Our Children

Our children are a pleasure
Our only tacit treasure
And yet by far
Its them who are
Abused beyond all measure

The father's fist that maims them
A government that blames them
The tithing plates
That cash that sates
The priest whose penis shames them

Each drop of blood our children paid
Each tiny corpse to rest we've laid
Each little life
So filled with strife
Indictment of charge betrayed

-o0o-