After Michael Armitage’s, Wait 

I.

My son will worry
for years that he too
may suffer from another
lifetime, worry that he
will be a man like other men
named family.

II.

When my son loves
a man, he believes
that man to be a good man,
forgives easily,
is the kindest person
I know, because he loves
cannot easily anticipate  
the serpents
that rise from mouths
which can be pre-historic places.

III.

His father accuses—
How I’ve made his son gay.

I revel in my super powers.

IV.

Pack animal etiquette
can be brutal &
at other times benevolent.

Vulnerable species huddle
for warmth
in strange places.
Some packs eat their young,
turn a queer child on to the streets.
Sometimes the Omega
becomes the Alpha,
sometimes they leave
well enough alone.

V.

I have devised a warning system
for my son. Some of us
are like wounds, I tell him
some of us rise. 

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