INVISIBLE BOY

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INVISIBLE BOY
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Dingeville USA

“I am an
invisible man.”
—Ralph Ellison
Invisible Man

I’m invisible—
I be invisible boy
Dingeville USA.

My redhead mother—
She be high-yellow queen bee
An octoroon girl.

My young twin brother—
He be an albino boy
He could pass for white.

A dirty white boy—
Except for one little thing
He had a dinge dick.

Dingeville USA—
That’s where both of us grew up
It wasn’t pretty.

Mulatto Twin Brother

“No, I am not a spook
like those who haunted
Edgar Allan Poe.”
—Ralph Ellison
Invisible Man

It’s a long story—
Worthy of a Faulkner tale
Like Light in August.

Tyrone wasn’t black—
Tyrone wasn’t white either
He was in-between.

He be a lot like—
Joe Christmas who didn’t know
Who or what he was.

Tyrone didn’t know—
And he’d never really know
What or who he was.

There aint nothin’ worse—
In this cold old mean world than
Being invisible.

Dinge Queen

“Nor am I one of your
Hollywood-movie
ectoplasms.”
—Ralph Ellison
Invisible Man

Everybody knew—
Tyrone had a big dinge dick
Since the Seventh grade.

Junior high threw—
All of us boyz together
Seventh to Ninth grade.

Aint no secrets when—
Gym-class dinge beauty school
Rings the fuckin’ bell…

Even way back then—
Tyrone had a Mandingo
Ten inch black Penis.

Dingeville USA—
Had no dinge secrets back then
The gym coach was gay.

Growing Up Dinge

“I am invisible simply
because people refuse
to see me.”
—Ralph Ellison
Invisible Man

Tyrone had 10 inches—
Bigger than me & he knew it
I was a dinge queen.

He tried to hide it—
I didn’t ask or tell him
I loved big black ones.

But Tyrone knew it—
And surely everybody
In Dingeville knew too.

“Denise the dinge queen—
In love with his dinge brother
What a pair they make.”

If only they knew—
The dirty down-low secret
Tyrone did sixty-nine.

Doing Sixty-Nine

“I am a man of
substance, of flesh
and blood, fiber
and liquids.”
—Ralph Ellison
Invisible Man

Tyrone did himself—
He could do the sixty-nine
Blow himself just fine.

He’d let me watch him—
Bending down & sucking it
Self-fellatio.

Then he’d spit it out—
Down there on his hard stomach
And I’d lick it up.

His belly-button—
Full of his cumly dickwad
It tasted awful…

Awfully nice stuff—
He was my African prince
His royal honey.

Dinge Romance

“It goes a long
way back, some
twenty years.”
—Ralph Ellison
Invisible Man

It didn’t take long—
To convince & cajole him
Into believing.

I was lots better—
At cocksucking than he was
My connoisseur lips.

I was good at it—
I’d been sucking dick for years
Since back in Sixth grade.

All it took was once—
And then he just smirked at me
Knowing I was right.

I was a dinge queen—
Tyrone let me have it then
Sometimes lots of it.

Imitation of Life (1959)

“But first I had to
discover that I am
an invisible man.”
—Ralph Ellison
Invisible Man

Took Tyrone to see—
Miss Sirk’s tear-jerker classic
With Lana Turner.

Susan Kohler as—
Dinge daughter who can pass
As pretty white girl.

The movie credits—
A stream of fake diamonds
Shiny ersatz jewels.

Cute Troy Donahue—
Beats her up in an alley
Finding out the truth.

Technicolor dinge—
Melodramatic romance
Tyrone hated it.

High Yellow

“Like the bodiless
heads you see
sometimes in
circus sideshows.”
—Ralph Ellison
Invisible Man

Tyrone couldn’t pass—
Once they saw his dinge penis
People knew the truth.

They’d just look at it—
“Aren’t you ashamed of yourself
Being dinge down there?”

As if young Tyrone—
Was a circus sideshow freak
An embalmed baby.

A boy with two heads—
One white & the other black
A dinge queen’s delight?

Pretty soon Tyrone—
Started charging admission
Made them pay for it.

Circus Freak

“I have been
surrounded by mirrors
of hard, distorting glass.”
—Ralph Ellison
Invisible Man

Tyrone was my trick—
My Halloween trick or treat
Licorice candy.

His jet-black penis—
Uncut & untouchable
Except for my lips.

Pealing his foreskin—
Slowly back revealing his
Pink pouty dickhead.

His inch-long dick slit—
Oozing it out two creamy
Streams of Negritude.

Then after our sex—
Peeing one stream in commode
Other on the floor.

Invisibility

“When they
approach me
they see only
my surroundings,
themselves or
figments of their
imagination.”
—Ralph Ellison
Invisible Man

Invisible boy—
It aint as easy as some
People think it is.

Just look at Tyrone—
You think he’s invisible?
Think again, my dears.

And what about me—
My limp wrist & nelly mince
My giveaway lisp?

All the not asking—
And all the not telling can’t
Make gay go away.

Tyrone had it bad—
And I had it even worse
Dingeville denouement.

Invisible Boyhood

“Indeed,
everything and
anything except me.”
—Ralph Ellison
Invisible Man

Dingeville USA—
Just a little Midwestern
Crummy college town.

The Santa Fe tracks—
Highway 50 east & west
South of Topeka.

Wild West cattle town—
Plopped down like a cow-patty
Middle of nowhere.

Cottonwood River—
Meandering south of town
Neosho up north.

Shitty Red State town—
Way fucking out there in the
Stoic dinge Wasteland.

Skin Deep Invisibility

“Nor is my invisibility
exactly a matter of
a biochemical accident
to my epidermis.”
—Ralph Ellison
Invisible Man

Bad seed runs thru him—
Dinge genealogy of
Tyrone’s genitals.

Our Mommy Dearest—
Adopted from The Willows
Home for wayward girls.

Her mother 16—
Wealthy Chicago lawyer
Father paid for it.

Black saxophonist—
Got her pregnant & exiled
To Kansas City.

That’s where our mother—
Was born, who then got married
And had us twin boyz.

Invisibility Blues

“The invisibility
to which I refer
occurs because
of a peculiar
disposition of
the eyes of those
with whom I come
in contact.”
—Ralph Ellison
Invisible Man

Tyrone had his way—
Looking right straight thru me
His X-ray vision.

He could read my mind—
I’d follow him home from school
And make love to him.

We’d smoke a fat joint—
Sip on a can of cold Coors
And watch porno flicks.

He needed it bad—
All the stupid boring shit
All fuckin’ day long.

Ready to drop out—
As soon as he was sixteen
And join the Navy.

Impossibly Invisible

“A matter of
the construction
of their inner eyes.”
—Ralph Ellison
Invisible Man

I’d have these weird dreams—
I could fly & see thru walls
Even tight bluejeans.

Up & down all the—
Skanky hallways cruising the
Black Lagoon Lizards.

Dumb FFA boyz—
Their blue corduroy jackets
Shitty cowboy boots.

Definitely dick—
Their animal husbandry
Right up my alley.

Bold-legged, waiting—
In their pickups after school
Heads banging gun-racks.

Jeering Jocks

“Those eyes with
which they look
through their
physical eyes
upon reality.”
—Ralph Ellison
Invisible Man

Jocks were suckable—
I went out for wrestling team
Wanting to get pinned.

Manhandled by brutes—
Bruised by macho rough-trade boyz
Butt-fucked on the mats.

I was into it—
Sadomasochistic sex
Locker-room blowjobs.

Had the hots bad for—
Cocksure big-dick what’s-his-name
Who played hard to get.

Then later got him—
Bribing the closet-gay coach
An indecent three-way.

The Hippie Sixties

“I am not
complaining, nor
am I protesting.”
—Ralph Ellison
Invisible Man

Dingeville USA—
Way back in early Sixties
Tyrone getting by.

Both of us going—
Thru our Hippie-Dippy Stage
We could’ve cared less.

Civil rights bored him—
Black Panthers made him yawn
So did MLK boycotts.

Tyrone didn’t care—
The world could go fuck a duck
Soul on Ice fuck you.

Kennedy got it—
Viet Nam was coming down
What Me Worry then?

Dinge on Dry Ice

“It is sometimes
advantageous to
be unseen.”
—Ralph Ellison
Invisible Man

The more I imbibed—
That fabulous elixir
From Tyrone’s fine loins.

The more I realized—
Male miscegenal incest
Was just fine with me.

My fag-hag girlfriends—
Our chatty lunch-hour soirees
Always a nice break.

Most of my gay friends—
Still pretty much closeted
Well, too bad for them.

I was into Twins—
Dinge doppleganger romance
Gimme your nice spluge!!!