A—Poem
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“It's a gay li – ife”
—Louis Zukofsky
“29 Songs,” Selected Poems
A-16
Valentine’s Day—
Another cruel lay
Breaking my heart
A-17
Boss Cupid—
Much too butchy but
Then, well, maybe…
A-18
Paul they say—
Barely twelve inches
Barely and thickly
A-19
Two men say—
“I’m the father”
Both want the boy
A-20
His buttocks—
On tour whenever
We dine out
A-21
Behind French doors—
A Windermere youth
Uncorks champagne
A-22
Arc de Triomphe—
Déjà vu naked boy
Madeleine memories
A-23
When he says no—
It means yes & when
He says stop, it’s go
A-24
No quiet in the world—
Just endless wedding bells
Cakes like Towers of Babel
A-25
Niagara honeymoon—
He strangles Marilyn to
Death in the Bell Tower
A-26
An arcade of poplars—
Leaning in the wind
Roman legions pass by
A-27
Bashō suddenly—
Awake hearing gardener’s
Young son go Ka-plunk!
A-28
Cherry tree blossoms—
Young Ryokan’s pubes
They don’t last so long
A-29
Foam claws Bayliner—
Slicing thru jagged white-caps
He pilots it nude
A-30
The cabana boy—
He’s so awfully lazy
Sleeps all day & then…
A-31
Azure bedroom eyes—
Lanky Billy Budd goodlooks
Stutters when he cums
A-32
Billy loses it—
His hammock down below deck
Claggart strangling it
A-33
Forecastle youth—
Struggling beneath the yardarm
Well hung going spaz
A-34
Bare arms stretching out—
His legs blue, tendons bleeding
Cute Sebastian
A-35
I too was born once—
In faraway Arcadia
A long time ago
__________________
“It's a gay li – ife”
—Louis Zukofsky
“29 Songs,” Selected Poems
A-16
Valentine’s Day—
Another cruel lay
Breaking my heart
A-17
Boss Cupid—
Much too butchy but
Then, well, maybe…
A-18
Paul they say—
Barely twelve inches
Barely and thickly
A-19
Two men say—
“I’m the father”
Both want the boy
A-20
His buttocks—
On tour whenever
We dine out
A-21
Behind French doors—
A Windermere youth
Uncorks champagne
A-22
Arc de Triomphe—
Déjà vu naked boy
Madeleine memories
A-23
When he says no—
It means yes & when
He says stop, it’s go
A-24
No quiet in the world—
Just endless wedding bells
Cakes like Towers of Babel
A-25
Niagara honeymoon—
He strangles Marilyn to
Death in the Bell Tower
A-26
An arcade of poplars—
Leaning in the wind
Roman legions pass by
A-27
Bashō suddenly—
Awake hearing gardener’s
Young son go Ka-plunk!
A-28
Cherry tree blossoms—
Young Ryokan’s pubes
They don’t last so long
A-29
Foam claws Bayliner—
Slicing thru jagged white-caps
He pilots it nude
A-30
The cabana boy—
He’s so awfully lazy
Sleeps all day & then…
A-31
Azure bedroom eyes—
Lanky Billy Budd goodlooks
Stutters when he cums
A-32
Billy loses it—
His hammock down below deck
Claggart strangling it
A-33
Forecastle youth—
Struggling beneath the yardarm
Well hung going spaz
A-34
Bare arms stretching out—
His legs blue, tendons bleeding
Cute Sebastian
A-35
I too was born once—
In faraway Arcadia
A long time ago
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