Kynthia Rosgeal

After all
A man is a man, and if he isn't, he is nothing
it's supposed to be sage advice
it is supposed to make one feel like accomplishing something
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Sitting quietly in the corner
'he's a strange one that boy'
'why doesn't he go outside? Books aren't proper for a boy'
'He needs to be in the scouts'.
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As if I really needed a new definition of clumsy
our faces slowly crawl towards each other
each juking and jiving like ace fighter pilots
in a dogfight for life.
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Her hands, rough, cold and hard
Her eyes, a far away and crazy look
her mouth, twisted in a parody of seduction
i hate my body
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In the dark recesses of his mind
he creeps in on himself
He sees her lying there, and although they have made peace
He wants to kill her this time
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To a friend, who is no longer alive.
(Gray Hankie I'll always love you)

Hey bud
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Light, diffuse, soft and warm
enters my barely open eyes
I smell grass and feel breeze
soft, gently blowing a hair loose
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Coke, heroin, pot, benzedrine and alcohol
And don't forget the sex, oh no. cant forget that.
What was I thinking? Oh yeah, that's right,
crush the life out of this deviant (deleted)
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Two hearts, beating strong.
Wasichu, your culture, your heritage
only allows binary definitions
so to you I can only be one, or the other
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When I open my eyes for the first time
I want to see everything
All of it, good, bad, indifferent
because, I went for far too long with
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You knew who I was from day one. I
never hid that from you. Never
is a long time, long enough for you to
change your mind. When it was a dirty
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I remember, when I first decided I
no longer wished to lie. Or hide
or be invisible, or be powerless over
my fate, any longer. I simply said
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The time is coming, I know it
but, I don't want to admit it, neither
do you, this hurts a lot more than
I thought it would. It was supposed
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I sit before my notebook
looking at the blank screen
and ask myself what? What do
I put on this this time? What
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See it there, in a cage of rotten flowers
For all to see! Keep the children back
Those of faint heart or weak nerves will
Not wish to view this freak.
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Do I make you nervous?
uncomfortable? Anxious? Am I
that powerful? My very
existance makes yours less?
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In an abyss of my own filth I
Swirl Deep black waters surround
Me. Filling my mouth and lungs
With a stinging sweet bitter
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I have found that sexuality
is as fluid a thing as can be,
when the mind is open to reason
and responsibility.
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