General Ty and Guy and Guy

General Ty and Guy and Guy

General Seidule sees two guys kissing

at West Point: it most likely gets him hot.

After all, he has spent a lifetime pissing

on warriors — so manly he is not.

He relishes this woke shit quite a lot–

as has been visible in his career.

Uniformed homos get to tie the knot?

A guy like Seidule can’t help but cheer!

It’s not the queers, in his view, who are queer.

Rather, the likes of Forrest and of Lee

are deviant and need to disappear.

Those two guys who are smooching may agree.

With Siedule, objections have no traction.

I’m sure he wants a little of that action.

–Tom Riley

Perfect Pet

Perfect Pet

No, you can’t

train a snake — but you

never need to.

–Tom Riley

Happy Departure of the Warrior

The Happy Departure of the Warrior

“From West Point’s hallowed grounds we’re now erasing

Robert E. Lee. Rebel: get used to that!”

It’s a report that I for one am facing

with equanimity. It’s now old hat,

for one thing, all this boastful cancellation.

It’s been dumped on our weary heads for years.

What hero of the past has held his station?

Why shoud this latest instance call forth tears?

Furthermore, is it really now uplifting

to be included on the grounds you name?

What gift, we must consider, are you gifting–

honor indeed or unacknowledged shame?

Isn’t it truly better to be missing

from a site where two male cadets are kissing?

–Tom Riley

Why We Are Morally Superior to Russia

Why We Are Morally Superior to Russia

Boys have their dicks cut off, and girls their tits.
Civilization reaches brand new highs.
Hey, bigots: why not exercise your wits?
Boys have their dicks cut off, and girls their tits,
for noble reasons. Only right-wing shits
object to guys as gals, to gals as guys.
Boys have their dicks cut off, and girls their tits:
Civilization reaches brand new highs!

–Tom Riley

Sorry for the Mess

Sorry for the Mess

Clock said I’m
running out of time, so
I smashed it.

–Tom Riley

Sanhedrin Type

Sanhedrin Type

Everyone on the council that decided
to seek the crucifixion of the Christ
displayed enormous piety, derided
those of imperfect faith. They deftly sliced
the question placed before them, sacrificed
no rigor, were responsible and strong.
For them, the old religious ways sufficed.
How can you now insist that they were wrong–
family men who had practiced virtue long
and stringently? Their consciences, well formed,
were clear when they arranged things so the throng
favored Barabbas. Heaven may be stormed
indeed — but urging Pilate makes more sense.
It’s the Sanhedrin type that rules events.

–Tom Riley

Not Retractable

Not Retractable

There are some acts you can’t retract.
There are some words you can’t unsay.
Though everything may be an act,
there are some acts you can’t retract.
Aggressive, do you feel attacked?
Obnoxious, do you make display?
There are some acts you can’t retract.
There are some words you can’t unsay.

–Tom Riley

Rain Is Good for the Vines

Rain Is Good for the Vines

The hated California rain is back.
Vintners: I curse your bones for being glad.
Celestial forces press their fierce attack.
The hated California rain is back.
Of dark, despairing days I’m losing track.
The parched years were the best damn years I had.
The hated California rain is back,
vintners: I curse your bones for being glad!

–Tom Riley

Fortunate Fraternization

Fortunate Fraternization

A bunch of female guards, it’s now reported,
got it on with the inmates. Thus crime pays.
Perhaps my point of view here is distorted.
Perhaps these working girls were not great lays.
Still, the amenities that they afforded
must have exceeded those from prison gays.
The social consolation isn’t small:
there may be straights in Britain after all!

–Tom Riley

Shining Fraud

Shining Fraud

You went in search of excellence,
Settled for shining fraud instead—
All at the cost of common sense.
You went in search of excellence,
Did you? Imperious events
Ruled that the sages all were dead.
You went in search of excellence,
Settled for shining fraud instead.

–Tom Riley