Queer

I am queer and I want to love someone more than I hate myself. Homelessness doesn't help the situation any, and no one wants anything to do with me, aside from idle chatter and maybe throwing me a few dollars from time to time. It's been months since I spent more than an hour with another human being. This post started as insane erotica, but I edited all that out for this pathetic lament. Was that a wise choice? What else can I say to fool myself?/ There must be something I can say/ to make me want to live/ to make me want to care/ to make me think/ that I still have a chance

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