BlindsidedB.I finally met your boyfriend. At the Fetish Flea Market In a sense, on our anniversary. He was not what I expected. But my reaction Was also not what I expected. I remember feeling sad, very sad. I spoke some pleasantries And beat a hasty retreat. Not what I expected at all. Sad and bewildered I took stock of myself. More excuses to idealize you: You'd picked someone plain on the outside. Bet he's really wonderful on the inside. More fodder for my insecurities: You often spoke of our age difference -- How it made you uncomfortable. But you picked someone Who looks older than me. No escaping it, In my head and in my heart Things HAVE gone back the way they were Before we met. Blindsided by the truth: I am insecure. I need extra kindness From outside of myself. I am alone In desperate need Of a kind play-friend. |
| 20 August 2000 | |
| by Bill Cattey |