Homosexuality is essentially being alone. Which is a fight against the
capitalist bosses who do not want us to be alone. Alone we are dangerous.
—Jack Spicer
While reading this sonnet, you’re re
quired to wear an ass-colored bonnet.
Because being gay is being happy alone.
The fight against capitalism is just an
extra added bonus for z-friends. And
that’s no snooze. Snoozers lose. So
I’ve slept a lot, perhaps, being such a
loss, but shut me up. You’ve heard this
all before. But only you. Only you. As
I was saying, bun-colored biscuits, hearts
with no tacks, no tackiness. Or maybe just
come with me to the emergency room. How
tacky is tachycardia? It’s the middle of the night
and I’ve been watching too many commercials.
