Today I vogued in the rain
without a jacket or 'brella
without caution or wind
I danced in you Tlaloc
like any tlaloque
ometlaloque
faggot of the water
dew of the air.
I vogued for you
my family of the sea
ocean falling upon my face
a splash
a bust
a trickle of what I know is not a trick
but a memory
on monday
of my past when I as a little boy would bask in your radiance and create a dance for you to heal the earth mother from all the poison of oil and plastics that lay upon her flesh and in my bones.
I vogued in the rain today
Butch Queen Performance
Hands Performance
Butch Queen Vogue Like a Femme Queen Performance
and sum other stumble between al'that.
I cried today
thinking of those without my medicine
without water or food, medicine, that keep them alive
every 15 minutes hearing
Acquired immune deficiency is homicide
Acquired immune deficiency is homicide
Acquired immune deficiency is homicide.
Let Us Praise the Masters of Slow Death
I vogued for you
in the rain
wet
moist
sad
soaked
Submerged.
In times of great sadness
it is only a blessing
to feel the tears of the eyes much bigger than my own
in a time of sickness
without compassion
I float in my wet body
I feel the water pass through skin
the drops
hit me
like the dew of sunlight
the the warmth of brown sugar
in forever condensation of sacred love
post love making.
I vogue for you
a cry
in the larger cry
in the larger Tlaloc
a blessing to the thirsty earth.
I walked for you
in performance in the rain
I walked for me
in a fierce bag and beat boots
I walked for us
a vogue to remember
that the cry is a release to feel the thirst of emotion that has been denied to us too long in this world of suffering and invalid segregation.
#BrownSugaTii
No comments:
Post a Comment