Rage
I am feeling an uncontrollable rage seeping through my wounded body.
I want to kill the non-queer in me
And erase any trace of the straight line that splits my body in half.
Desire
I see you, yet I can’t taste you.
So I devour your eyes.
The eyes that betray you
The eyes that expose me.
Defiant
I imagine myself pulling a horse carriage
Cladded in my leather harness, I make one with my carriage
A leather club on a wagon pulled by a raging unicorn.
Fear
Fear us.
Because we, queer animals, will eat you raw.
