The current body politic grows ill & upset.
Sick innards dancing in time with our migraines, I’d bet.
Worrying ourselves sick is so precisely the goal.
Shake us up, down & side to side; disturbing our soul.
Still, never forget that we have our voices for life.
May we course correct…so none becomes an “Of-Blank” wife?
Is your life sleepwalking between benchmarks & birthdays?
Sleepy will be most surprised, when all the ports are razed.
I’ll be distilling my experience, whilst I’m here.
Let’s hope that hate can’t shorten the lives of all the queer.
L.B.Stowe 