He wants Aaron,
tells me I’m beautiful,
asks if he can piss on me,
and it’s not until
he cowers
that I lose my erection.
His fear disgusts me.
I once was fearless,
I’m seemingly peerless…
I dance with the others
who fail to march outwardly.
Their fear leaves me wounded
and feeling excluded…
Rather fearless and stupid
than smarter and cowardly.
Written by Jason Wright
June 21, 2017