I was on the subway today. The No. 4 headed downtown late in the afternoon. School is out, and normally I can't stand it. The youngsters make too damned much noise, and kids from the "Hell" schools might stab or shoot you for the fun of it.
I love New York.
However this time it's different. Now'n then one sees young Queers. Sign of the times. So many are out so much younger that we were.
I guess it the information technology is telling young *Sissy boys that there's a whole Queer world out there.
Well I'll skip the sociology, and get to the point. There were these two Queer boys clearly in lust, love or some variation of teen madness for each other.
It was good to see.
They weren't especially beautiful. They was just standard issue kids like we were. Like I sez it was just nice to see. It's nice to see love in any form. I remember seeing a lesbian couple so clearly in the absolute depths of love for each other.
I was moved to tell them how swell they looked together.
No they didn't pull out matching pearl handled 45. automatics, and fire at me till I was a greasy spot. ...this time.
I guess they didn't notice my "Fuck for Peace" tee-shirt.
They was all smiley faced, and lovey dovey.
"Aww...so sweet."
Years ago a dear woman friend said, "...the problem with you is you're in Love with Love."
"Yep!"
So in honor of blind lust, love, and that great soup of un-namable emotions that comes with it here are my few jots.
*"Sissy" has become an endearment of resistance to the mainstreaming of Queerdom. Yeah very nice getting married pushing strollers voting republican, and all. However sorry no we're not like everybody else. At least we didn't used to be.
Dear saint Quentin Crisp once said, "...you'll know your free when you become boring." Well straight-gays are the most boring social group I know. ...pity. We used to be so much more interesting wild, and fun.
Stay Tuned.
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