Gray Davidson Carroll

It may have been brat summer but now it’s faggot fall

They put the orange
head back in
the house
who did it
Not the Theys
I can’t believe
We did this
someone said
I said I can
They said no
I said it was
the other theys
Not the Theys
they said how
could we go through
this again I said
because this is
what we are I am
sorry no I’m not
This nation is
This nation doesn’t
like difference
This nation doesn’t
like beautiful things
I was walking
down the street one week
after it happened
wearing my short shorts
So short you could see
the tattoo on my ass
So pretty so pretty
A man looked at me
said the neighborhood
is changing said go back
where you came from
and I was like Ireland
Germany the UK
I’m pretty sure
we share the same
ancestors he said
go back home
I don’t like beauty
I said what if
we came together
from the same place
He said don’t come
I said I already came
and you came too
this is about accountability
I’m up to date I take my pills
I got my tests they said
I was great
the Theys said
I’m beautiful I said
that’s enough I walked
away he looked I swung
my ass so pretty so pretty
all of the faggots all of
the Theys and Thems
I love them
how they fuck
the best the freakiest
we’re innovators
engineers of ecstasy
one time my lover said
will you fuck me
with a strap-on
I did my god
they said my god
you’re so hot I said
you’re so hot they said
my turn I want to see
you bounce on me
I climbed on top
and put them in
my ass it was
an uprising
I rose up
and down
bounce bounce
So pretty so pretty
I love the way
queer people love
it’s like so queer
so clearly natural
the world is
a wild place
so quirky
so queer
so beautiful
I don’t want it
to change I love it
here I know
everything will
change I know
these words don’t matter
much I know
I went to a talk
the speaker said
radial symmetry of
the root facilitates anal-
ysis I said anal-
ize me he said
this is about trees
I said that’s right
I love hardwood
though softwood
can also be fun
estrogen has softened
my skin so pretty so pretty
my love this place
the ground I’m so proud of
my people
the Theys and Thems
somehow I’m still
here I walk down
Broadway with my flowers
and my hoops
So pretty so pretty
somehow still here
a protest
my body is
I’m not going
anywhere I love
them so much
the Theys and Thems
the faggots and dykes
the transexuals god
I love the transexuals
We’re all so pretty so pretty
so loud we moan we jump
we gyrate we migrate
we go back home
where we’ve always been