99poems/idols)

I feel ripped
off that all
my childhood idols
were gay –
well, almost all.
The silk-voiced
singer, the handsome
blond movie star
with the cool name,
the one with curly
hair.
The urbane,
the debonair.
Words I had no
need for then,
nor now
as far as that’s
concerned.

7/9/99