Again at last
Again having found
Shade beneath the
Arms of friends
Not necessarily thirsty
Not even hungry
What I do
Miss most is
That one simple
Lingering kiss that
Pair of lips
That unlocks my
Heart like a
Key to a
Locket making me
Giddy and warm
And knowing that
All things are
Possible once again
Universe bring me
A boyfriend now
I don’t care
Who it is
Or where they
Are this thing
Called Christmas touches
Everyone in its
Own unique way
For me it’s
All about giving
For others it’s
Receiving but for
Most most of
All it’s about
Family however you
Ever define that
Black white red
Or yellow old
Young or in
Between gay straight
Or somewhere in
The middle these
Are just colors
Or numbers or
Desires but what
Bonds one to
The other is
Always what can’t
Be seen or
Counted or enjoyed
It’s simply purely
Love and respect
It’s these invisible
Things that matters
Most and binds
Have you ever
Seen those domino
Tricks where you
Knock one down
And there’s a
Cavalcade of toppling
Blocks imagine if
One in the
Middle was missing
Or anywhere for
That matter then
What would become
Of the glee
The same thing
Would happen if
You got your
Wish to be
Someone anyone else
If you’re not
Who you are
Then everyone else
That you’ve ever
Touched simply couldn’t
Be whoever they
Have ever been
Maybe your life
Is hard now
But imagine just
How hard all
Those else’s lives
Would be without
You in them
And so on
And so on
Mortality visited me
Bringing with him
A box which
Contained my tribulations
Inside I found
My years of
Carelessness and frivolity
Snapshots of drunken
Wanton and dangerous
Behaviors gluttony and
Prideful arrogance men
Discarded as phone
Numbers and unkept
Promises to meet
I asked him
What are these
He quietly replied
These are your
Organs if they
Could talk saying
That they’re tired
Of supporting your
Evil ways Oh
So now Now
He said change
To live or
Die a fools
Death and then
He was gone
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 