…they’re only colorful words, man
no source for concrete reality therein
the conclusions you draw are your own
if they’re unfortunate, you make em that way
if they evoke tender comforts, that’s my blessing
…& anybody else’s blessing who breaths meaning
& warm familiarity into one vivid human sketch
You may want to ask yourself…why
liberated flannel PJs & lovers in apt serenity
Offends you. To me, it’s in the flesh autonomy
& mortal reassurances on a cold & windy bitter
Midwestern winter’s night; moreover, serves
To lighten the heartache…brought about
By a fashionable intolerance for all
Things unfamiliar by a growing
Faction of naysayers and self-
Appointed mongers for derisive
& flimsy cardboard cutouts of once
real human emotion, vision, art & amity
…not that I don’t see your point, man,
it’s just that I’m not moved to reconsider
censoring my thoughts for sake of
your equally valid sensibilities
