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@ 27.055 MHz: Ad Astra; To Baudelaire
You cannot understand them, Baudelaire,
not those called queers, homoromantic boys:
like this couple, approaching over there---
mesh teeshirts, baggy lounging pants, feet bare
(and look at those profusions of long hair);
hands clasped. You cannot comprehend their joys,
who stepped barefoot into reality---
their love and homosexuality.
Best friends since kindergarten; boy friends now
(high school sophomores, this all of ten years later):
they look upon your photograph---your scowl
is like to that worn by each prude and hater.
But, still, their love thrives, well, and is not daunted
and not concealed , but not braggartly flaunted.
J9thxciv
