Best Kind

Cinders in a jar
     Photo in my wallet

A Name
    w/capital N
        Part of a project
             Name on The Quilt

Flowers on his grave
he didn't even like flowers      

Tin hear 4 music
    Art,
        Antiques & Judy Garland
"Why should I like fairy stuff
   just because I like men?"

Cars & baseball
Not deep
Not smart
Not my lover
my fuck-buddy, best kind

Always he wanted cremation
      A practical sort
"It's the engine, not the body"
      How fast it turns
God, how he loved sucking dick

Melting
    but he was not a
      candle in the wind

A Name on the Quilt
      Makes him a purpose
            A cause

The patch that's his patch
    Jag, Corvette
        Bat, Cap, & Diamond
No Glory Hole
But glory

I know why I held him crying
Why I liked him & lusted
But didn't quite love
my fuck-buddy, best kind

I know some things
& not others &
One of the things I don't know
    is
       why
           I put
Flowers on his grave
he didn't even like flowers
he wasn't a fairy
even tho he was

Previously published in “The Wicked.”