Ramsgate
When did you first know
That you were gay
I never knew I was gay
I just preferred girls
They were softer
More feminine
One could meet a girl
And maybe kiss
Unlike boys
Who had hidden agendas
Bra off within three weeks
Walks through the forest at six
And on and on and on and on
Girls cannot impregnate you
I feel that our relationships
Are more cerebral and tender
Certain men are quite disgusting
You never know where they have been
Have you ever had a boyfriend
A couple one was too full of himself
The other who I really liked was a closet queer
My brother had his doubts and followed him one evening
He hung around the park toilets enough said
Behaviours such as these spread disease
There is another one doing the rounds
You cannot make it up
It is like standing on a railway track
And wondering why you are hit by a train
I have no sympathy with these people
Who is your perfect girl
A hard question
But I suppose an image of myself
Do any gay girls turn you off
Yes the butch ones
They actually scare me
Rather like the misogynists
Who just pretend to be women for obvious gains
They are mentally ill and really sicken me
Who is your perfect partner
This is going to sound crass
But I fantasise about the gay girls
Who are often seen in French movies
I often watch these films when I am sad
There is something very beautiful about them
I once lay naked on a jetty in rural France
With a girl who I had met whilst hiking
That is all it was a fleeting erotic moment
Which was over before it began
How long ago did this happen
About five years ago
The girl was partially deaf
Which for some reason turned me on
As the clash of languages and understanding
Slowed everything down
It was like an afternoon in slow motion
Ramsgate Jones as imagined by Josephine