Tired of you being on my mind…
Mired in disgust, with so much unkind.
Worried for innocent souls between.
Hurried from health & humored by screens.
Petty with love & jealous of strength.
Ready to tarnish a whole life’s length.
Weary of calculating damage.
Leery of trusting you to manage…
The hope & funds required to support.
Cede all the dishonest tears you squirt.
Wall’s getting thick; coated in your fears.
All makes sense, you’d resent proud queers.
Withdrawal from kith & kin’s been noticed.
This quarrel: destructive as locusts.
Harrowed by all you did & will do.
My marrow’s tired of thinking of you.
L.B.Stowe 