government
says my pronoun
is so difficult
to pronounce
patriots are
exempt
from
saying it
they also claim
an expanding military
brings peace to the world
I say irony and they
accuse me of adding
Y chromosomes to iron
I ask the character cut
from the play if we
should kill another
character to make
room for them to
return to the story
they said but why
would I give up
the freedom of
living without
a playwright
good for
you I say
just ask for
the password
in a dream
manifestos
set the machine
against itself
no one could
find a way for the
weapons manufacturers
of the United States to
make billions on peace
another memoir of
a mass murderer
all excuses
leaning into
the firing pin
wind throws
unwritten
pages of this
notebook as
foul as any
manifesto
I am a
queer
who pukes
all contents of
my stomach onto
your gay military pride
back into
the closet
you are not
even protecting
yourself
but will
America
kill us
maybe
I can tell
you about
a man I loved
a queer witch
burned alive and
the Inquisition is
keeping their
torches lit in
the state of
Tennessee
don’t die in
the middle
of your day
don’t fear
the love
don’t you
ever fear
your love
let them
kill us
together
