Heterodox
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When first he kissed, his name and family dis
appeared, his father and his brothers van
ished, and his mother and his aunties mis
conceived the man and what he needed. Ban
ished from his loving cosmos, all of these
Were clueless like a household made of blind
Inhabitants interpreting a frieze
Up on a white Greek temple. They aligned
With their religion, not with his. His beard
Kissed mouth. It opened up. His tongue moved in.
The sanctity he found they thought was weird,
Or would, if they had known, a prayerful sin.
When lips first met, his love began to swell
As two men kissing have a manly smell.
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