Jesus Is Gay

Now it moves beneath the skin,

Our beloved bear savior

Becoming man with man in mind.

While Nero's fire is burning still

The mother's constant womb is

Every minute changing shape.

This moment is not race but

Every bit as bread in bone,

Knowing not the shape of his robe

In times of betrayal,

Or the comfort of home.

He wore it like leather

And delicate lace,

So when fate took him

He lingered and smiled.

You're Afraid To Sing

Strike this chord
And I'll quiver
My lover of lost things
And drinking
To bind the days together
Like two notes
To one string.

No we never swim
Too close to the shore,
Where sea green hands
And awkward shaped men
Reach out for your dress
That's long enough,
But only enough
To give me a reason
To lie.

The Brave Bachelor

We gambled that night

With the flesh of our forearms

So raw and pressed 

Against the dining room table.

I came home to you

That night not quite

As drunk as you

Wanted me to be,

So guilt could have

Freed you from the mask

of a tired sun and

An empty shade of green.

We threw off our sheets

That night in our bed,

Burning our future hell

And sweating out our fortune.

Smoking slow on the porch

That night spent speaking

To west coast ghosts

And family abandoned,

While waiting is the game

That doesn't end with death

Unless you have the courage

To make it your own.

Real Men Are Animals

Out in a field
A horse at work,
Because working makes all men
With means come alive
And shape the world
For the woeful and weak,
Whose bread cannot rise
And whose fields reap only
Dead stones and red clay.

Our horse is a man,
His till is a man,
The father of a son
Who sweats is a man.
Brilliance of bounty
Will give blood its worth,
So drain those with
Piss, filth, and water inside
And let them live dry with
An outstretched empty hand.

But when a horse falls,
Let it end
And move on.