I was a little saddened by that closet gay
There were the vibes and vital telltale signs
The ruddy cheeks and lack of laughter lines
The self effacing quips to keep at bay
I reckoned charm could cause the boy to stray
As pleasure ultimately undermines
Inside silk sheets a night light little shines
The his and hers in bent then black or gray
Our mutual memes and laughter set the mood
Our fuzzy fumbling down to spliff and booze
Impulsive gender politics eschewed
Emotions numbed or neutralised old news
Theres wriggle room in adult artifice
Though put another way in hers and his
Chorus artifice gambit stratagem
