Revised sonnet #546
Youve gone incognito youve cruised young gays
Im sure youve sunk to Howe st sleazy strays
You broke our pact you broached excuses frail
Your uncle left you loot youd said youd bail
On peep and glory holes odd passing phase
On coughing student androgynes in stogies haze
On public cottage 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 yelped cover cold
I would invite you first to casual fun
To better banter memory now harks
This crisis dialogue couched in ditzy marks
Chorus harks calls entreats
