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the ancient cyclops of my youth

as the ancient cyclops of my youth

reached down again from high

I spoke into it’s┬ápresence

up towards an azure sky


For years I have kept some of this artwork more private for a number of reasons, and feel in response to the ever growing drumbeat of the anti openness and anti gay movement, that has changed.
By nature I tend to keep a low profile, events of late have made it clear those days are gone. Now I think it maybe necessary to pronounce my feelings.