Rosa Bonheur

Why do you pass in such a hurry?

It’s Rosa Bonheur for god’s sake

Time to dance, time to live and forget

As nature legitimates this small pink house

So many handsome boys around

And your indifference about that

Makes me want to vomit

So many attentive roses’ eyes pick

Flamboyant souls wanting to have fun

And we can feel the electricity of desire in the air

Why your majesty Killjoy won’t have a beer

And start to unfold and bloom like everybody else?

But no

You want to go home

Where unfortunate grayish-brown in-furniture awaits on your 13m² cubicle

While you have the whole rainbow here?

And without even seen the midnight sun

Why the hell do you want to leave?

I absolutely deny to comprehend you

And more, I disagree

Why to escape from Rosa Bonheur

Do you want to flee the good company

of people who seek

The approximately same thing you do?

Why don’t you relax and stop playing the fool?

I don’t have time to resolve your problems

I want to sing Madonna and Lana

And you should accompany me

Are you feeling insecure

Out of your neighborhood’s perimeter?

Are you not queer enough

Or are you afraid of linking it too much?

Why you feel so ashamed of being you

at Rosa Bonheur’s saloon?

Aren’t you in a place where everybody

can want to kiss you?

And if I may ask one thing it is going to be this :

Dance, my dear sweet friend

And let strangers take care of you

For they can make no wrong

to a handsome boy and they can even inspire you

Dance

For dancing is the human way to face and

spiral out of unhappiness

Throughout centuries of unharmless unshame

Everybody

always

danced

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