Free Poem by Michael McCall

I saw him yesterday
He walked with short brisk steps
Shoulders hanging low
You try it, tell me what you think
I think that he is gay
But what do I know
Maybe he just likes to walk with short brisk steps
Shoulders hanging low
I saw him today
Walking with long slow strides
Shoulders rose high
You try it, tell me what you think
I think he is in denial
But what do I know
Maybe he knew I saw him taking short brisk steps
Shoulders hanging low