Friday, June 29, 2007

Space and Time

Yesterday Nick Macintosh interviewed me about my life, my dreams and my unusual opinions on polyamory.

"To me, relationships are all about radical honesty, by which I mean not lying to others and not lying to yourself. Particularly not lying about your own needs and emotional state. I think this means growing from a boy into a man, and expressing your emotion in a productive way.

I'm looking for a relationship with a man or men. Many expressions of love are closed; I'm looking for a relationship in which love is open.

I'm not a sex party fiend, but as gay men we're privileged to take love between men to a higher level. Most men can find a camaraderie in sport, warfare, whatever; the privilege as gay men is to express male to male love in the everyday."

Read the full story in Nick's website Storytransect

Thursday, June 21, 2007

A Crown of Shit

Today is the Winter Solstice in the southern hemisphere - the shortest day and the longest night.

Today is also the day when a dear friend of mine found out that he has become HIV positive. Shock, disbelief, tears, anger and despair.

As a gay man, HIV has always been part of my life. The generation of gay men before me were largely wiped out by a plague that took lives in their prime and destroyed a community.

Luckily for me, I was born at a time where knowledge of the disease (and how to avoid it) was established and successfully communicated to me before I became sexually active. As such I remain (to date) and intend to remain for the rest of my life, HIV negative.


Despite my successful efforts to keep HIV out of my body, it continues to be present in my life - in my friends, my lovers and my community.

Today, instead of my usual condom, I am wearing a crown of shit.

"Hurt" - words courtesy of Nine Inch Nails

I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything

What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end
You could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

I wear this crown of shit
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I am still right here

What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end

You could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way

Monday, June 4, 2007

Déjeuner du matin

In "Investigating Sex: Surrealist Research, 1928-32", Pierre Unik says, from a physical point of view, that he finds "homosexuality as discusting as excrement". Jacques Prévert said he had no moral objections of physical relations between men.

This poem, by Prévert, published in 1946, has a strong (erotic?) masculine theme. Is he writing about his father? His friend? Or his lover?

Déjeuner du matin by Jacques Prévert
(picture by
Scruffy Face Sparrow)

Il a mis le café
Dans la tasse
Il a mis le lait
Dans la tasse de café
Il a mis le sucre
Dans le café au lait
Avec la petite cuiller
Il a tourné
Il a bu le café au lait
Et il a reposé la tasse
Sans me parler

Il a allumé
Une cigarette
Il a fait des ronds
Avec la fumée
Il a mis les cendres
Dans le cendrier
Sans me parler
Sans me regarder

Il s'est levé
Il a mis
Son chapeau sur sa tête
Il a mis son manteau de pluie
Parce qu'il pleuvait
Et il est parti
Sous la pluie
Sans une parole
Sans me regarder

Et moi j'ai pris
Ma tête dans ma main
Et j'ai pleuré