Talking Cure

 I will dump my purse out right here!
High art drama, we fed up queers.

Marching orders are: hearts & minds.
Well, I’m tired…don’t you find?

I won’t prove shit, I burned my horn.
Why hype a fucking unicorn?

Wait a minute, that’s not the line.
“We’re just like you…ignore the shine.”

Some preach we calm & slow our pace.
Some of us wearing threadbare grace.

Weighing whether I should exist?
Well…you are fucking reading this.

Must be extra just to be seen.
We will not be second class Queens.

So, your gay’s dimmed; or, can’t glisten?
Buy a round, shut up & Listen.

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lbstowe

I see the world through a Painter’s eyes and process it with a Poet's Heart....it's quite a harsh place for the soul. It scratches and wears your true self down, at times, but the Beauty is Addictive. I feel for everyone I encounter. Everyone I encounter is a teacher if I'll let them be. I Empathize with everyone I talk to & I Think about Everything-LEVi

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