'gay, not happy or fun'

'gay, not happy or fun' timothy r gates, 3/04/2008

gay, fun, happy
uncle Bob, died;
didn't need to,
but did,
thought he'd spare those,
family, friends, loved ones;
he fell asleep,
in his car,
in his garage,
alone,
because he was gay.
Uncle Bob never stole a child's innocence;
his straight brother did,
neither were happy,
neither had much fun,
one is dead,
yes,
because he thought he'd spare us
from him being gay.

'it's all about sex!'
they say about 'the gays.'
dammit, it's about sex until it isn't for most people.
love is lust
(we see someone that we like,
euphemism for, we find them physically, mentally, emotional attractive),
then lust is love,
and if we dare persevere,
here we find what is called,
the elusive,
'true love.'
straight or gay,
sooner or later, often sooner,
life is not happy,
life is not fun,
life is not gay;
when you're alone in the corner,
without your best friend,
your friend,
your lover,
your brother, sister, daughter, son,
your grandmother, grandfather,
your father, your mother,
your wife, your husband,
you're alone.
Some days
we're all gay,
not happy,
not having fun,
alone.
i'm not gay, today;
but i'm not alone either,
today.