Brief Homosexual Encounter

Walking by the Serpentine,
Kicking my feet through the autumn leaves,
Suddenly aware there's someone following,

Squaddie on leave, he pins me to a tree,
'Don't be afraid! ' he says, but he can plainly see
The anger in my eyes. Apologise! Apologise!

So he turns and stumbles away,
Another person you would all despise,
And hangs his head and cries.

by John Thorkild Ellison

Comments (2)

what you don't understand you fear.and often those you fear are terrified of you
I used to walk by the Serpentine... I don't know what a Squaddie is... I do know that the last stanza is as moving as anything I've read in a long while.