I Don't Want to Show You My Face
Touching the ecstatic also means diving deep into the darkest places
Puffy-eyed from crying so hard my eye sockets hurt…
Unable to see my own eyeballs in the mirror, my eyelids are so swollen
No, I would rather you not see my face today
Nor try to tell you about the bewildering wonders of ecstatic mind-blowing sex
Nor the heartache of saying goodbye to a dear beloved…
Or the relationship between ecstasy and grief…
I can show you later, when I come out of this crysalis…
Until I can show you, just take my word for it…
Rome wasn’t built in a day
Nor was my heart
And for all of the heights you’ve seen me soar
I had to dive deep into the abyss
To explore worlds unknown to man
As deep as I could go
Until I could touch the sky on the other side.
Gay-Men, and Bless-It-Be