Revised sonnet #1323
Your collar fart flecked flap is beyond the pail
Youve gone incognito youve cruised young gays
Im sure youve sunk to Howe St sleazy strays
You broke our pact you broach excuses frail
Your uncle left you loot you said youd bail
On peep and glory holes a passing phase
On coughing student androgynes in stogie haze
On public restroom stalls sex stink so stale
Our civil union day is stuck on hold
I erred to ever say you were the one
Your glib apologies yelled come off cold
I would invite you first to casual fun
To better banter memory now harks
This crisis dialogue couched in dirty marks
Chorus harks attends leans