Greenhouse politics

A judges hammer

Slams down

On so called laws

Crushes my aching

Bones

And narrows

Basic rights for all

LGBT or heterosexual

Tapeworms only say

What shit exits

My bowels

I’m overcrowded:

The stinking crowd

Shat out my bowel

Little Hansons

Demand, “please explain”

Cause 1 must explain

To the majority

And minority

Why we need

1

I’ll lay my heart bare

Of all the crushing

Anxiety

Of social media

Scrolling down:

I want her

It is so simple,

To understand

I will say, with heart on sleeve, what I believe

Tho I can be wrong

And sometimes that makes me happy

But I’m not mad, my heart says the earth

Is filled with such

Subtle smells beyond the coarse eyes

We’ve grown

Accustomed to with their lies, black = white

When they really

Can’t change anything or make the bent straight

So if I rant

Tho I do rant honest as I can be, tho I try, I try

Do what’s right;

Why accuse me

In that great court of law called

Modern life

Of not really being gay

And

Give me no right

To defend myself?

Like you’re poison

To earth’s bounty:

I shit you out