the Gay that glitter my footsteps
be loud
be heavy
be jaunty
be immortal
be everything you never wanted Him to
be
better get used to Him
before my Gay be flamboyanced
before the Gay under my step cause earthquakes
opening fissures that seep glitter and purple syrup
deep mysterious holes in the earth will
swallow men whole
will ignore cries for mercy
will sprout killer lillies
poisoning Tradition with misplaced juices and blood boiled high
hurting more than feelings with rhinestones pressed into skin
setting fire to dust and homes that no longer be
falling for a face that looks like home and a voice that tells you it ain't
stone walls covered with beyoncé posters will rise eighty feet tall
the Sky will cry for it's mother for two weeks straight
horns will replace flowers atop a coconut oiled scalp
Loneliness will have to change their name and cut their heir
the sun will refuse to rise
ghosts will prey on the small minded first
prayer won't save you
i won't save you
flawless gardens will molder Black from heartbreak and
you still won't make it past the welcome gates
your invitation to the funeral will get lost in the mail
your invitation to the wedding will get lost in the mail
your invitation to my son's first birthday party will get lost in the mail
for me, the high-road leads straight to hell, daddy
and i promise you'll wish you removed
your pride and denial
from the shoebox in your closet
long
before the apocalypse
so what say you now that mankind's fate rests on your demeanor
doth Glitter look familial or
be He too pretty
too heavy and alive
and
no
mother
i will grant no one permission to keep us away
my Gay will not allow it