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A leg brushed mine
Years
ago, I was ‘queer bashed’ more than once. Fortunately, homophobic attacks are
less common these days. However, when I posted my poem Ode To A Homophobe on this blog some time ago, several
readers emailed me who genuinely believe homophobia is a thing of the past.
Oh, but I
wish!!!
Only a
few years ago it was reported on TV that a gay man was stabbed to death and his
partner injured in the London area during an unprovoked homophobic attack in
their own home.
Since
then there have been several high profile homophobic attacks here in the UK,
usually on gay men, but I suspect many more go unreported and almost certainly
include women especially among ethnic minority communities whose the culture of
origin is intrinsically homophobic. Imagine, for example, how tough it must be
for a gay Muslim, and I am assured by those I have met that there are plenty.
We must
not be scared back into the closet by these thugs (or be afraid to come out of
it either) but do our best to set an example and defy such ignorance and
bigotry. Oh, and as far as I am concerned, they are no better than thugs, these holier-than-thou types who
prefer to use gay people for a punch bag with socio-cultural-religious rhetoric
rather than physical force.
Meanwhile…be
safe and - enjoy!
ALL
PATCHED UP AND READY
A leg brushed mine
and the
pulse of his sexuality
passed
into me,
tore
through my whole body
like an
express train
A hand
brushed mine
and the
heat of his sexuality
passed
into me,
embracing
my whole body
like
summer sunshine
A cheek
brushed mine
and silk
threads of sensuality
passed
into me,
patching
up my whole body
where
holes were
A mouth
brushed mine
and the
joy of his sexuality
passed
into me,
wishing
my whole body
a safe
passage
Naked
flesh against mine,
the
demands of our sexuality
passing
into us,
joining
our whole bodies
making us
complete
Copyright
R. N. Taber 2008
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