(Where did you come from, G, with Love’s tongue?)
At an eatery yesterday, some young man going thru the freak list
Beastiality
I hate other gays
The tapeworm
Young men
I hate black people
(And me fighting off tears, and you coming and softly explaining, “we dont get all the information on our computers”)
Ive internalised a lot over the past 30 years
I treated the staff with courtesy and respect
(“Its G, raelene, to you”)
And they all stepped in the freak line, waiting for a chance to spit satan at me
How to this world came you, from whence, with your words to declare, “i love you,” Love goddess?
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