To a Straight Man

All zodiac all
radar your voice
I carried it
across the Atlantic
to Barcelona
I photographed
cacti mosaic
I even photo-
graphed my lust
your voice skimming
a woman’s skin
mattress springs
so noisy so birdlike
you filled her room
with cages
camera bright
in my pocket map
in my mind
I explored a park
leaves notched
& enormous
graffitied boulders
three men
tall & clean
closed in
they broke open
my body
with their fists
your red wool cap
insufferable the way
you walked
away from me
come back please
the buttons
on your jacket
are finches
I wanted to yell
as you vanished
into a hotel
to drink with
your friends
there was nothing
you could do
after my attackers left
before I got up
I touched my face
almost tenderly

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