Call me Queer,

Phallus fledged from lilac, whorls of three

And panicles pierce softly,

play about my pelvis

First feelings, bluish suckers suck on me

And all at once I am more

than what I have been given.

Amalgamate Ampullae––

body beyond

Self secretion, I made this.

Caught the faeries favor to me, and called

me a faggot, our drool over the word

between two tongues outside our mouths,

What an idiot I’ve been!

I was always made to love this way!

Young like the honey had me,

Old, like the olive branch.