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In Downhome, no one expects your Sonnet

to have exactly fourteen lines of exactly 

ten syllables each.  Your sonnet is your own---

as personal as your ballcap or duckcall,

or the kind of pickup truck you drive around.
Ain't nobody gonna tell you what to write,
although around Downhome we kinda frown on

poems about these long-haired sissy boys

whose bodies are masculine, but their appearance,

or voices, or gestures are a little too feminine;

these queerboys who cannot keep their shoes and shirts on;

who cannot keep their hands from groping each other,

who cannot keep from holding hands on a meadow-walk,
where they go to have a slow, wet kiss or two;

faggyboys who walk around flaunting the stripey socks of a girl.

This here is my sonnet, what do you think of it?

Starward