pink flamingo shirts cannot cover up
the dark shadows love lost gifts
the ones who despite amor’s sacrilege
embrace the wanting the thirst for
pinker lips
bluer eyes

Accept what you’ve lost
will not return
without your words without your voice
your calls mean nothing

rainbow flags or not no one
awaits to kiss sweaty dimples
after public expositions

your beauty devours
hearts
just not your own and you
swallow down the emptiness
press it into another one
of your songs.

KH