man under

knowing the water's depth is my name
in the glowing tidal break of okay sweet-
heart don't cry, i love you, that same
old game of forgetting,
           and getting, and shame

the only way out is out's what insiders claim
we love a man in uniform and barely born
his unwon prize his size, as manly pain
breaks plain upon his ego,
            bulging below my boyish frame

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