Some gay Poem.
 

Beyond my time I will lose this hair,
Grow old, fat, and ugly,
I will look at my life with utter disappointment,
And the beers I’ve downed in my life will form bleach spots on my belly,
And nothing is blaring from the telly,
All the sins will be laid out evenly on my bed,
Cracks will mar my face,
Photo after photo I will become metal,
Remembrance will be lost in dementia,
Schizoid shadows will lurk in the pool of my eye,
Underground tunnels will part to readmit their love-Lorne king,
Teenage whores will bring out the youth in me,
And my semen will die with me on an old oak tree made of tin,
And guns will explode on a narrow view of life,
And at four in the morning my life will take off,
Into different tattered patterns of a so-called life.

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Some great lines and images. I'd maybe expand on the "teenage whores" analogy a little. That part interests me.

Is that the name of your poem, "Some Gay Poem"? Catchy. So is this a gay man who's dying of AIDS. Is that the point about "gay". I think I get it now. It's not really about a night in a whore house, then?

I will rework this later on, I am leaving and this was just written down, so I did not organize it that well.

No I just wanted to catch people's attention.sorry to dissapoint you but no whore story.

Oh. "Gay" catches people's attention? Like, the attention of other gay people, you're saying? You're writing this for a homosexual audience?

i creamed all my panties simulataesnously with my 23 bo-jingles.

No just use the word gay somewhere and people turn.

23. Wow. Impressive.

Sure they do. To see the idiot who's dumb enough to use it that way.

Yes, man I wish the world was not runned by idiots.

Then don't use the word gay to mean something derogatory.

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It would.

poems are gay

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