Sunday, June 21, 2015

"Bedtime Story" again

“Stop pussyfooting around! Address your sexuality!”
“Okay. Hello, My Sexuality!”

In my senior year of high school, I wrote a poem about being gay. I’m not sure what prompted me to write it, nor am I sure what prompted the teacher to read it aloud to the class. My girlfriend at the time found it amusing. I’m well aware that plenty of people who’ve met me through the years question my sexuality. I’ve been happily and heterosexually married now for 17 years; that’s the important thing.

Bedtime Story

© 1994 Brian Hutzell

Sorry, not tonight.
I’m tired; I have to rest
I couldn’t enjoy it; my mind is too stressed
Please don’t be upset that I’m not in the mood
But follow me into my room
I can’t stop thinking about the problems of the day
I need something to take my cares away

Stay: Tell me a bedtime story
Won’t you stay--Treat me like a little boy
Stay: Tell me a bedtime story
Please stay--Treat me like your little boy

Don't excite me--keep your voice low
Rub my back nice and slow
Let your story just evolve
Give it a happy ending--problems solved
Sleep descends on the tale you create
Then let life imitate

Stay: Tell me a bedtime story
Won’t you stay--Treat me like a little boy
Stay: Tell me a bedtime story
Please stay--Treat me like your little boy

In the morning, all is new
I remember nothing except you
Maybe this evening, you can come again
This is a private club, but I’ll let you in

Stay: Tell me a bedtime story
Won’t you stay--Treat me like a little boy
Stay: Tell me a bedtime story
Please stay--Treat me like your little boy



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