“I love you”
push notification from my wife partially
obscuring an obituary for another soul
in a sea of death because of AIDS
I guess AIDS is funny now but
in a way it has always been because
gallows humor helps keep the sadness
and the insanity from ascending into
permanent scars
There’s always something
nipping at the back of our minds
queer was a slur not too long ago
and it still is awkward floating
through conversations about tolerance
and how things are “just better now”
Forgotten memories of bricks thrown
through windows and bibles used
as weapons while brothers and sisters
ask themselves if being out is worth
the invisible risk
They always can tell lurking
behind the screen posting hatred
laughing through the armor of
anonymity while doxxing, revealing
planning a ****** without involvement
because it’s a lot more convenient
if we **** ourselves
Jan 22
Jan 22, 2026 at 6:25 PM UTC
“I love you”
push notification from my wife partially
obscuring an obituary for another soul
in a sea of death because of AIDS
I guess AIDS is funny now but
in a way it has always been because
gallows humor helps keep the sadness
and the insanity from ascending into
permanent scars
There’s always something
nipping at the back of our minds
queer was a slur not too long ago
and it still is awkward floating
through conversations about tolerance
and how things are “just better now”
Forgotten memories of bricks thrown
through windows and bibles used
as weapons while brothers and sisters
ask themselves if being out is worth
the invisible risk
They always can tell lurking
behind the screen posting hatred
laughing through the armor of
anonymity while doxxing, revealing
planning a ****** without involvement
because it’s a lot more convenient
if we **** ourselves
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