UNTITLED POETRY THREE Lyrics

My queerness

Is an ugly reeling steed

Of masochistic glee

And unending sexuality

I can roll in the hay

With the cowboys

All watching

And take a ride on my lover's rod

For a man who wants in too

I will guzzle gallons

I will guzzle gallons

For you

Tell me you want it

And bring me your love

Bring me your love

In a silver vase

A silver vase

Coated

Coated by the titanium amalgamation of glue and semen

A holy matching

Of fragile masculinity

As one penetrates a seemingly innocent mind

Of a nonexistent concept

Of one who has no exposure

Or some but a terrified feeling

I am sorry

For what I've done

I am only bleeding