Bounding the rings of a truth a window cracked while you were gone and led me to a closet in my skin.
Something you refuse to see.
Clear as the daylight stream from the sun and white throughout growing moonlight strains glow through my body, layered with shame on a shoulder, burnt in guilt placed in a leg, blessed with pink or joy.
Black as a sleep fitting into nothing odd approval fit obsessed by permission you notice the visible, didn`t you?
I am glancing
I am glaring
I am the glowing new thing straightened on my hands,
I am gay sings my wind
Something you refuse to see.
Clear as the daylight stream from the sun and white throughout growing moonlight strains glow through my body, layered with shame on a shoulder, burnt in guilt placed in a leg, blessed with pink or joy.
Black as a sleep fitting into nothing odd approval fit obsessed by permission you notice the visible, didn`t you?
I am glancing
I am glaring
I am the glowing new thing straightened on my hands,
I am gay sings my wind