(as gentle as a monster) dancing on glass

(as gentle as a monster) dancing on glass




rumors are flying
among
the living and the dead. 
surrounded by
the fairies
in my swollen head.


rumors
like tumors from
misbegotten times.
when
love was a capital crime
and
we were seen as slime.


but we
are not so easily tooled 
now,
for we have seen through
your
sacred cows.


we
as suffragettes to vows
you
could never understand.
man to man
we
shall withstand
any and all tyrants
against our love
universal.


and
as gentle as a monster
dancing on glass,
you
shall not pass.
until
our shadow is cast
in stone
and the world
our
thunder dome!




sjw 04/13/17 inspired at this very moment in time by my brothers in all those camps.




from the 'benevolent series' of poems