SIDEBURNER: Appetites Natural and Otherwise
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Title poem:
Duane Phillips strikes resounding chords in his bisexual comment:
Sideburner
As I pull the curtains of the flames shut
And try to hide
And keep the rumors and whispers down
My hunger grows from the inside
To step into the light so people can see
my Dionysus rising
To judge the coward king the queerness of
my waterless baptizing
Like them both I do say
Men and women, lay anything my way
Mirror, Mirror on the floor
Who's the preacher, who's the whore?
My pulpit of sulfur and ash
My rhetoric quick, my tongue does slash
Likes to shower with men
Pets and feathers women over and over again
All along the thigh slide
From smiles to pelvic collides
5 o'clock shadows
To back door meadows
Female scents, female innuendoes
I yearn
I've learned to control the burn
As I turn the AC/DC flame down low
Someday, these burdens I'll let go
And maybe you'll feel the fire ride
In the volcanic fact
When I burn,
I burn from the side
But he also reveals the basic truths in his gay feelings:
All things male
Blitzing linebackers, remote
controls
Crushed beer cans, riding
lawn mowers
Monster trucks, Weber
grills
Sheetrock, and elbows off the top
rope
Sweet, sweet traps
Biceps and triceps
Hands, a chest of hair
Flannel shirts, sandpaper textured
jaws
Rock Hudson--I see you
I'm not strong, not
brave
Not worth the time or energy
to save
We should've never left the
cave
Because,
Until my
grave
I will always
crave
All things male
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