If I was, I would not be shouting it out for the world to see.
How “Plenty of Fish” would that be?
I am not a dominative.
If I wanted a womanly man, I’d be a lesbian.
Why are these things so fascinating?
I do love to see words as familiar as my journal.
Threaded throughout these many voices.
It’s the only way I can see that I’ve been heard.
Shall I sing for another?
Is this Muse now set free?
For in the face of such pennings…
Why would any poet love me?
9 December 2013