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Drenched in sweat
you tossed and flung your limbs
against the nylon sleeping bag
in that dream
where only you survived on some scorched landscape
the atomic sky
reflecting red prisms
from the surface of the synthetic silver skin
and mirrored helmet
you must never remove
in this neutron stillness.
Gripped by the elastic pressure
you trek like an untrained astronaut
through the halls of your school,
the cafeteria quiet as ash,
classrooms empty as Columbine,
the neon graffiti ‘FAG"
on you locker
faded almost to nothing,
distant as your fear,
that quiet space inside you
the cocoon you retreated to even then
the times the kids slammed into you
and rushed by laughing
in some language that was not your own.
Even the gym has lost its sour odor.
In the dry showers
no boys blush over boners
& the square wire lockers
hang open like skulls,
jeering,
without breath,
as the air recycles through your lungs
driven by the unknown apparatus
that sustains you now
without hunger
or thirst-
You grasp that rope in the gym
you slid down hopelessly
all those times
leading you upward now,
& out,
into hot rain,
storms of red dust,
the sun like a black eye
watching you
in your enclosure
where the seasons never change.
Crossing the track fields
parched to a flaking mosaic
a figure approaches,
alien,
reflecting pink moonlight
from his tinted visor,
and closer
you see the olive skin
and black hair
of the boy
you had always stared at
hoping he wouldn't notice-
he runs to you now
in this empty oasis
& you fall together in a hard embrace
writhing,
gripped snug
in your foreign rubber armor
as the apparatus within
clings to your cocks
and the airlocks open
to eject your seed to the barren ground.
2006, revised 2014, Simo the Skunk
(Dedicated to Adrienne Rich for her poem ‘Diving into the wreck’)
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