follow me through hell
like we
are fearless
creatures
when the
world
turns
black
follow me
past noise
and flames
the
forked tongues
spitting
‘don’t say gay’
to
kids
follow me
for real
as
we unwind
this flesh
and see
a heart does
not beat
and
blood does
not flow
because
we are male
because we
are female
like this
series of haiku
the rules
are only
what you
feel inside.
The Midnight Writer 