Too Little Innocence
And so, my homosexual friend, Goodbye. The leave-taking has not been all we wisheu* My plans were modified, your plans were (Oiled' l Marriage, they say, makes children of us a • Often the cut worm does not multiply.
But I had no intention so to fall.
It was the politics of grace I ground to such fine powder, and in it was drowned. You said : Women are animals. It's a lie. It was religion made me grow so tall—
until that failed as well. Were you around At
when someone died whom I had loved too 0' And did I look for solace? Did I cry? Did I, in fact, show any grief at all? Often the cut worm does not multiply.
But one alone is not the half of two, a truth you fearfully suspect, but try to keep it from yourself or make it small.
There was too little innocence with you. IL Marriage, they say, makes children of us 3009
JEREMY 131t
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