Somewhat Close Encounter with The first Kind

[jhybeturtle]

Fuck, I thought I was a brother
posing as a sister
in arms, with a militant
tongue, to join
your intoxicating choir.

But, you saw me as an other,
a missionary soldier
defunct, with a sacrosanct
cunt, returned
to just another wanter.

Steaming piss
marks
the lines around
your pontificating
comfort circle.

It burns my skin
as I try to march in.
You called me kin
it was just our skin.

Amnesia left
a bitter wake
with violence.
Our visions cleft
for safety's sake
in parlance.

You wanker.
Father sucking fucker.
I mistook you for another
sexless yearning colour.

You wanker.