After The Music Stops

Too often we’re appreciated

Long after the music stops

She was brave, beautiful, and by the way

As if our sexuality is a cherry on top

Of their first come, first served microcosm

Self deficient form of news

We always, and I mean always

Lose

Cause they give us a month

And a flag

But if we have no life to enjoy

And ground to call home

What good are monuments?

Poured upon us sanctimonious tokens

Only to be told the bus is full

Am I the only one?

I know I’m not the only one

But, damn, they do a good job

Of making it seem so

2 thoughts on “After The Music Stops

  1. Okay wow, you’re a PHENOMENAL writer. I could read this over and over and over again and not get annoyed or anything by it! That is a skill. That’s an art and you’re great at your craft for being able to do that. With that said, let me go read that piece one more time for the experience.

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