Laughter

Put your hands under my thigh,
Immigrant,

You from the Eastern Peoples,
Come with the Shepherdess you call Rachel and water your sheep,

Sooth your bitter cry, Esau
You who sold your birthright for a bowl of stew,

You are not about to die,

The West’s intention is more evil than your own deceit, come
Mind not the bully with the swastikas painted on his back,

Mind not his girlfriend with the crooked yellow teeth, fear
Not the politician and his fat black briefcase,

Eat now you handsome man!
Your whole body like a hairy garment!

The smell of you is like the smell of a field,
So eat now,

Before the Policemen in Arkansas shoot you down.

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Oil to make his face shine

“…wine that gladdens the heart of man,
oil to make his face shine,
and bread that sustains his heart…”

-short evocative poetry-

♦Photo♦Kevin Truong @ The Gay Men Project

♦Psalm 15♦

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