Your sexuality is like a slap.
A slap from everyone you’ve ever known to see who
Makes you you and well, those who match your life and who you are.
In the end I just walked in with all the confetti after running down a list of people who didn’t seem gay enough to dance in my waltz and I vomited them out, Jamie was next, I wanted to get out and here we were, all of us where I had wanted to run and be myself and I am given a coctail with a cherry and I squinge on it, so sour and I look at Hince breaking a glass bottle above his head and his shirt and I see blood pouring down.
He told me that I am beautiful when he were drunk, so I swing closer just to swing, just to grasp as he is the whirlwind of the confetti which Alison is throwing and the blood which Kate is bleeding.
Gay is who you are.
Grab your lover
Grab your lover
“Grab your lover” I yell at Jamie mimicking a song I’ve never even heard off and Jamie drops on his knees and laughs and I laugh and I’m an angel to him as he threads his hands and heels.
“You’re an angel.” And we both hesiate.
Because there is no confetti and we are broken pinatas because the society doesn’t want us, we don’t make out with seventeen year old girls, we are men in love, men who should fight and only the gays will care
sometimes
when the confetti is under our pride and when the query is gay to collide with other gays
if someone beats us up
bu coming out
is what people think are mere sexual fantasies
which are not
hair coukd be it
pubic or not
but not
not
sexuality
take it away
and the person will drown in it’s all vomit
in all it’s spit
like a halo
to drown
in an ayla
and a sun
to dance
and whirl
and dance
and whirl
and dance
and whirl
and dance
and whirl
and dance
and whirl
until loose and hold
and scream
until loose and hold
and I gasp me
him out
and the room is square for us to feel uncomofortbale and that’s it
that’s it
we smile
and dance
and whirl
again
to fall with no confetti in our sky
only sequins of drugs to fall upon our tongue and the lights
the lights
the light Jamie which I will give
once we are dead
the angel and the devil
and the book of Hell
written collapse
-
Non linear:) request please xD
<3
The Blunderbuss Angel said The Union is Forever 3
A slap from everyone you’ve ever known to see who
Makes you you and well, those who match your life and who you are.
In the end I just walked in with all the confetti after running down a list of people who didn’t seem gay enough to dance in my waltz and I vomited them out, Jamie was next, I wanted to get out and here we were, all of us where I had wanted to run and be myself and I am given a coctail with a cherry and I squinge on it, so sour and I look at Hince breaking a glass bottle above his head and his shirt and I see blood pouring down.
He told me that I am beautiful when he were drunk, so I swing closer just to swing, just to grasp as he is the whirlwind of the confetti which Alison is throwing and the blood which Kate is bleeding.
Gay is who you are.
Grab your lover
Grab your lover
“Grab your lover” I yell at Jamie mimicking a song I’ve never even heard off and Jamie drops on his knees and laughs and I laugh and I’m an angel to him as he threads his hands and heels.
“You’re an angel.” And we both hesiate.
Because there is no confetti and we are broken pinatas because the society doesn’t want us, we don’t make out with seventeen year old girls, we are men in love, men who should fight and only the gays will care
sometimes
when the confetti is under our pride and when the query is gay to collide with other gays
if someone beats us up
bu coming out
is what people think are mere sexual fantasies
which are not
hair coukd be it
pubic or not
but not
not
sexuality
take it away
and the person will drown in it’s all vomit
in all it’s spit
like a halo
to drown
in an ayla
and a sun
to dance
and whirl
and dance
and whirl
and dance
and whirl
and dance
and whirl
and dance
and whirl
until loose and hold
and scream
until loose and hold
and I gasp me
him out
and the room is square for us to feel uncomofortbale and that’s it
that’s it
we smile
and dance
and whirl
again
to fall with no confetti in our sky
only sequins of drugs to fall upon our tongue and the lights
the lights
the light Jamie which I will give
once we are dead
the angel and the devil
and the book of Hell
written collapse
-
Non linear:) request please xD
<3
The Blunderbuss Angel said The Union is Forever 3
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