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One of the bitchies I have in my head
Are all the gays and girls who are So UpTight!
Tight hair cuts
Tight clothes
I was talking to this butch last night who moved from Brooklyn to 157
And all the trouble with the dangerous blacks he’s had
He’s telling me this
How he wouldn’t take out his iPhone ever on the train cox he’d get
jacked
Am I missing something?
Or are we not living in the late 70’s anymore?
Are blacks all pit bulls?
I try to tell him they are
And how they’ll only attack you if you show fear
Land sharks
You know
I hate the racist shit coming out of my mouth
But my conscious racism is mocking his automatic
He’s some big muscle queen bear
Red hair
Very pale
Tight body
Tight beard
Tight ass
Living in fear
I can just tell from his faggy little fraidy voice
He’s moving to San Franciso
I try to tell him to take martial arts so he knows be can kill someone
with his bare hands
Always got a weapon
He tells me he called the cops and they didn’t come
He was wearing a Black Flag shirt
And the black boys in his hood called him a faggot
His boyfriend walked nonChalantly on as they chucked glass bottles at
his faggot ass
So they broke up
Red beard lives in fear
Like all the other queers and soccer moms who moved here from points
west
And wish it were all a GAP mall or something
So they could feel safe
Or rich
And live in the village
“I can’t wear a skirt in my neighbor hood! I’d get killed! I live in
Washington heights!”
Yeah
Well I can go from Jesus to Manson on a dime
And I can wear a skirt anywhere I want, bitch
Cox we’re all People here
And I’m not afraid of People
People I can deal with.
Goats too.
0 thoughts on “‘Fraid”
beastbriskett
The silly, ‘fraidy cats will never get the good stuff.
And they wouldn’t be able to deal if the did.
kyooverse
Governing my impact on this one as white gay men are always afraid of B/black men… even when sexually aroused, still afraid… demand respect and we’re pitbulls because white people never do anything that warrants someone treating them ill…
My partner walks on, too. He doesn’t notice people saying things to him unless they get his attention. He’s white and has lived in Seattle too long. I long for his horse blinders, but their words don’t hurt me… I know, if the lighting was right and his “boys” weren’t around the story would be much different.
Some people hate the possibility of the thing they are… Pity ranks high.
alierakieron
Off topic, but…
I found Trevis on facebook, if you’re still looking for a way to get in touch with him.