Bother me
not because I think
they’re wrong,
but because I worry
they might be
right, in whatever ways.
What if
• my brain is in serious
need of rewiring?
• I’m totally topped off
with manure?
• I’m straight—or gay—
and keep denying that
obvious fact?
• all I really want to do
is screw indiscriminately?
• there’s no such thing as bi?