horus823 Feb 2003

Here is the edited version
for the New Yorker and they
Gay boys, Garret lief Sexton.

(the strong change is unmasking
and crow)

Unmasking Wyverns

Watch me slave at words I could never say
Monsoon shark god furious
The love of my father, she snaked away

Wind swept waves bled 'til Sunday
It's a shame I am that curious
Watch me slave at words I could never say

Fierce night howls paved the way
And the way it was deleterious
The love of my father, she snaked away

Children raced past our well-lit display
An unintentional metamorphosis
Watch me slave at words I could never say

A crow-haired woman asked, "was I okay?"
Lips crimson and voluptuous
The love of my father, she snaked away

A god of wind, a shark at play
Your past is not mysterious
Watch me slave at words I could never say
The love of my father, she snaked away.