Mothers Always Know

Mom thinks I’m gay
As if
my rainbow
reflects
backwards
only
In the middle of day
Hello…
I hold hands
with women
while hiding
my feminine
in back pockets
And what is this gay recruitment
Bullshit
she’s been speaking so much of
Do my actions deceive them
turn their heads sideways
pump lesbian
into their bodies
But only on odd days
Must I lurk
in their mental
when she
thinks
their
minds
are closed-
to the idea
of another woman
discovering places
no man has gone
Go on
sniff [...]