My top reviewed pice of poetry, and one of my favorites. Based on a discussion I once had with an old friend.
His eyes met mine
Proverbially, across space crowded with faces
(I saw his hunger)
And in that somewhat handsome face,
The eyes traveled down.
And his lips parted slowly,
As though kissing me, or
Drawing in smoke.
He reconciled the difference,
Did the other sexual math:
no tits=no puss+broad shoulders+painted face=f*g
And those lips sealed tight.
Offended testosterone rose, engulfed,
Poisoned the brain.
Out came the word:
"F****t!"
Why?
All excuses aside,
You saw me,
And wanted something of me,
until you saw that you could (would)
get
it.
Homophobia
is
offense
at
seeing
one's
own
lusts
Reciprocated.
I have no time for people who judge, they usually live in houses of glass and should know better. I love this poem, it expresses the hypocrisy and prejudice still lurking in our "so called" progressive society. Having said all that I truly believe it is what's inside that counts and try as we might we all make snap decisions about other people until we get to know them. It is something I try hard to avoid although occasionally I falter, but I never judge anyone on appearence alone, and I find people who do shallow and abhorrent.
An excellent poem, filled with passion and perception. Very well done indeed!
I love the way you put this. Its short, yet sums it up nicely. It is fear of a desire that we refuse to accept. Whether it is a long or brief desire; it is still a desire.
Wow, it's like a slap in the face on both sides! I mean, why should that guy take out his initial lust on the other man? Heck, it happens sometimes - no one's fault. But I've seen this happen... never a good thing. People do need to come to terms with their sexuality, whatever it may be.
Anyway, I liked how you presented the situation in a natural way. It was very well done and makes me start thinking about things. Good job! ^^
This is such an amazing piece and it is gut wrenching that people are so cruel. I mean there have been times that I have tried to excuse their behavior in the hopes of being devils advocate but I have since learned that there is no excuse.
The "somewhat" and the "as though" in the first stanza weaken it a little bit, but otherwise this is an excellent poem. You use great descriptions, comparing his simple thought to simple math, and you don't dance around the bush with your message - homophobia is another's lusts reciprocated.
i could write a small book on this topic. maybe not so small. i agree and disagree with your perception. to say it is your perception is 100% true. to say it is truth in and of itself, is not 100%. but all that doesn't matter insofar as the poem is concerned and the poem is wonderful. very well written. in the end, it's the labels that kill us but we cater to them. that's my thought. thank you so much for sharing this!
Where to begin?
Do I begin with the adventures of homeschooling, the thrill of being brought up fundamentalist pentacostal and survivalist? Adventures in the woods? My sudden thrust into the world .. more..