Queer Poetry Corner

“Yearning”

Yearning is wanting something so badly it Hurts. Why is it, this hurts so much?
Why is it these little knives jab me
All over the ribs and in the heart
When I picture your face?
This feeling I have in my stomach,
Like acid eating my insides away,
It’s all because of you.
It’s all because I want to hold you
To spread my wings and fly
Away from this place and all I’ve known.
It’s because I want to kiss you
It’s like a cold fire in my soul- -
The deepest deep part of my soul,
My heart.
And all I want is you in my arms
Forever
All I want is to feel your presence
In your warm gentle breath against my neck,
But I’m stuck here- - immovable.
And it Hurts So Much because I want it so bad.

Chris Chitty

“Bestfriend”

You’re my bestfriend, but you don’t know
something I’ve wanted to tell you.
You cheered me up when I was low--
always supported me as I grew.
Together we’ve been through so much stuff
in life and yet we still survive.
Abandoning life is easy enough.
The hard part is keeping ourselves alive.
But there’s something you need to know I’ll say.
Promise me you’ll love me after.
I always said there’d be another day,
but today’s the day to solve the matter.
I know so much about your life,
but your voice tends to drown out mine.
Swimming, floundering, in our words of strife--
around you I feel like I’m almost drowning
in your stream of words. I’m all alone.
Would you know if I was frowning?
Or would you drone on in that boisterous tone?
Do you know if this smile I wear is real?
You’re blind to it, you just can’t see,
but if you listen, then you’ll feel
what’s going on inside of me.

Chris Chitty

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“Smile in Paradise”

Ginger root wafting on a soft Kauai’i breeze,
the Pretty hostess sat us at a table.
Short skirt, I was interested.
Clearing a table nearby, she dropped a glass,
sweeping up the shattered shards
sparkling in the moonlight,
she was having problems.
I watched, she stumbled, balancing
a tray.

You could tell she was trying.
long blonde hair up in a pony tail,
beauty in her lips.
finished my meal,
She struggled in high heals to the table,
clearing off my dishes (serving as bus boy too),
She looked up at me and smiled.
I grinned back into her eyes.

Two big shiners stared right back at me.
Makeup attempting to hide what I could see,
but no attempt was made
to hide her face from me.
Like when she smiled,
and I back at her,
she wanted me to see.

What animal could defile her beauty like that?
Who could lay a finger to damage those green eyes and not feel sick?
I’d have loved to have been there.
I’d have loved to have ripped him to Shreds.
I’d have loved to have been there!
but she smiled at me in Paradise.
That smile haunts me,
turns my blood hot with anger
I wish I could’ve helped her.

Chris Chitty

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