My would be wife
in my would be life
if I could simply hide
perpetuate a lazy lie
that I have never looked at men
and thought, if not now, then when
if I had been a little more 'gay'
just enough, to hastily say
I could not look at men
as more than facile friends,
that I would only find them bland
even as we're hand to hand.
Needlessly, I know,
if I should avow
I would be nothing now
yet full and whole and allowed
then why am I reluctant?
in truth, to brazenly admit,
I am at odds with that life,
despite my comely, could be wife.


© Fae Hilscher