The Fag Who Wasn’t There
“I learnt the
Stations of
Bereavement”
—Carol Anne Duffy
“Mrs. Lazarus,”
The World’s Wife
I look at—elderly lesbians
They’re usually not—blue-rinse queens
I look at—elderly gays
They’re not usually—tres gay
Especially—gay widows
And lesbian—widowers
Done in by—DOMA
Done in by—Proposition Hate
Done in by—the lucky 10,000
Who didn’t—register late
My lover died—before the List
Was even born—on the Books
Who advocates—us GLBT wrinklies?
Hardly AARP—or SSI, honey
Nothing’s—quite as lonely
As the fag—who wasn’t there
I should know—I was there then
I’m here now—tell me something new
“I learnt the
Stations of
Bereavement”
—Carol Anne Duffy
“Mrs. Lazarus,”
The World’s Wife
I look at—elderly lesbians
They’re usually not—blue-rinse queens
I look at—elderly gays
They’re not usually—tres gay
Especially—gay widows
And lesbian—widowers
Done in by—DOMA
Done in by—Proposition Hate
Done in by—the lucky 10,000
Who didn’t—register late
My lover died—before the List
Was even born—on the Books
Who advocates—us GLBT wrinklies?
Hardly AARP—or SSI, honey
Nothing’s—quite as lonely
As the fag—who wasn’t there
I should know—I was there then
I’m here now—tell me something new
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