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This poem is about David Copeland, the london nail bomber who bombed The Admiral Duncan gay pub, killing three and injuring seventy-nine.
"The Jew, devil's disciples and peoples of mud must be driven out of our land," he wrote. Tick...tick...tick...tick...Boom!I remember the scene
men moving
sweating
The DJ puts the needle to the vinyl
sound fills the room:
Tick
tick
tick
tick
Boom!
The pub was packed full of men men out to meet other men men out to have fun. men whose only crime was to indulge “the love that dare not speak it’s name” Men of all shapes and sizes men of all ages
dancing,
sweating,
meeting,
writhing.
The DJ puts the needle to the vinyl
sound fills the room:
Tick
tick
tick
tick
Boom!
The man with the suit presses his target against the wall and thier lips touch, he runs his fingers through the other man’s hair, the smell of aftershave is intoxicating. Hips grind against hips.
The young man with the short hair leaves a sports bag by the bar
The DJ puts the needle to the vinyl
sound and body parts fill the room:
Tick
tick
tick
tick
Boom! |
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