Drag-Queen Poem by Butch Decatoria

... he points his toes
like a swan stretching its neck:
smooth shaved calves in fish-nets
to slip into stiletto heels,
performance art of a deceptive nymph

... grace on fine-point tips: his gift - gentille lace
Stage lighting and mace
impersonation or personification of feminine beauty
leporine lithely limned
delicate dancer
it is almost as if floating across water
he mimicked once more before
some inner mother's nature took over

façade of savored tastes - savior faire
voila! a star in it's place...

... It is her face when the night creates a cape
borne with Van Gogh plumes sufficed with self
she paints upon his face: starry nights
sun-flowers, irises covering the welts...
comparably museum worthy, imitation flames
yet like any other canvas
beneath it could lie disappointment and mistake
drafts of inspiration, cover-ups of cynicism
another creature - some creation unlike him
what was before / her soft curtain / kept behind his in-betweens unseen (prick)stage hands spot light polishing knobs "my name is Job…"
but what if...
... the truth and what presently others see
Diva or DILF
to believe or not convincingly
could be / only amateurs who attempt:
moments unfeeling under layers & layers
of blush / trial and errors / sharp contempt
Sunken cheeks of graveyard sheep
Lip syncing nubile twinks insomniacs
Dry shave stubble style…

would you wipe away Mona Lisa's
smile so devilish with wicked secret
just to uncover blemished a masterpiece:
an ugly Danish duckling underneath?

Toprove his swan-lake / a gent

... to evolve from broken eggshells
become a song sung timely
hummed & remembered well
(hells bells and balls)
Drag queens'
priceless history / murals' on passing face
No broken naughts
While performing down his lace
define yourself, she affirms her mirrors...
The harsh flight of life from the embers,
happiness pursuant to tender
Fully free with goddess grace,

it is the power of creativity / the spirit's ability
to overcome adversity
the art of divinity - that is
what he is practicing
This trumpeter
swan in stiletto heels...