[for Edward M---, artist, and in memory of
our friendship, February, 1994 through
April, 2000]
My cunning grandfather's brothers-in-law
were adolescent boys, also, like me---
with needs for Love of certain quality
(and, at this stage of life, in quantity;
it is not choice; rather, given by nature
despite old prudes' prejudiced nomenclature,
or haters' slanders, or court jesters' slights;
all of which constitutes cowards' abuse).
Their uncle, Richard, gave them liberty,
in sheltered places that no prying foes
or peeping perverts ever could discover.
there, each of them met, and embraced, a lover,
and dwelt in happiess monogamy).
I wonder if, like me, they disliked shoes;
and spent their leisured hours, through days and nights,
shirtless, and clad only in supple tights---
opaquely smooth and soft from waist to toes.
J-Called
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