Smear the queer

Got nutmeg lunngs
Looking for your pixelated
visage on Kinsey's
scale, you
elude
The eye
Remember when we played smear
the queer?
You weren't as hot then
Seasons go
You won't be hot then
Freckled pot bellied
wreck of muscle

Things I have not mastered

Changing a diaper
Making espresso
Cleaning out litter boxes

My heart hurts down to my ankles
There was no serene
There was no serene
Way to die

My unrelated wanderings
Are intent to drown my fur

?

Captains fight & die

Burnish mint bronze
chests, foreheads
knock  'em into the altar
Spill lifeblood on the floral
garland
Dye peplos
hug trees

As last cloudy words
Splash
unctuous rock
Cacophony.
"Son, sift that soul
Through the gate
See you in the shades one day."
Mom, I tried
to preserve it
couldn't do a thing when the flash
flood came

4 in the morning

It's four in the morning and no one should be up.  But SOMEONE is hogging the bandwidth.  I know this because my funny cat video is taking too long to load.