5. Galapagos
Fifth part of a sequence:
1. Hotel Peninsula
2. Daylilies
3. Clear Wrap
4. Visual Sense
5. Galapagos
Isn’t it possible to have a great conversation with a gay man without talking about sex...
We shall not talk about sex. We shall not talk
about Jacques Torres hot chocolate on Water Street
nor Brooklyn Ice Cream Factory in summer heat.
No more talk about sex. We shall talk about New York.
We shall not talk about sex. We shall not talk
about the bags and multiple pairs of shoes
you bought from Macy’s, nor the round-island cruise
we never took. Yes, we shall talk about New York,
we shall not talk about sex. We shall not talk
about Darwin and natural selection though
we have observed the turtles of Galapagos.
We shall not talk about reptile sex in New York;
we shall not talk about sex. We shall not talk
about that Arab waiter we both eyed at Tut
nor the white woman at the harpsichord my gut
yearned for so much I could not talk. This is New York
where, if we shan’t talk about sex, we shan’t talk
about the ebony black man on the F train
ranting, I’ll kill ya, black bitch, to the windowpane
of everyone’s blank face. We shall talk about New York.
1. Hotel Peninsula
2. Daylilies
3. Clear Wrap
4. Visual Sense
5. Galapagos
Isn’t it possible to have a great conversation with a gay man without talking about sex...
We shall not talk about sex. We shall not talk
about Jacques Torres hot chocolate on Water Street
nor Brooklyn Ice Cream Factory in summer heat.
No more talk about sex. We shall talk about New York.
We shall not talk about sex. We shall not talk
about the bags and multiple pairs of shoes
you bought from Macy’s, nor the round-island cruise
we never took. Yes, we shall talk about New York,
we shall not talk about sex. We shall not talk
about Darwin and natural selection though
we have observed the turtles of Galapagos.
We shall not talk about reptile sex in New York;
we shall not talk about sex. We shall not talk
about that Arab waiter we both eyed at Tut
nor the white woman at the harpsichord my gut
yearned for so much I could not talk. This is New York
where, if we shan’t talk about sex, we shan’t talk
about the ebony black man on the F train
ranting, I’ll kill ya, black bitch, to the windowpane
of everyone’s blank face. We shall talk about New York.
Comments
Many thanks,
Larry
Jee Leong