Lament of a Grey

Lament of a Grey

I woke up this afternoon and my spirit felt
The Shifting
Frustration overtakes me
The Shifting increases

I am keenly aware of myself now:
Breasts
Hips
The folds between
And I
for the first time
feel as though it is Not Right

It is passage marked by hardship
From lover
From friend
Hiding from parents, who refuse to comprehend

'I am not SHE I am HE!' I scream
But phobia dictates the pronoun
And inside, my heart breaks
As even my lover refuses to heed my protest

My gods try to comfort me,
Wit and Love and Song
They coddle and caress
'We understand, we respect'
'But no one else will!' I cry

The world is black and white, even to those said to be my allies
You must be straight or curved, there is no squiggle betwixt
There is no 'neither'
There is no 'both'
There is no 'all'
Only black or white
on or off
Male OR Female
Boy OR Girl

Can a little grey splotch
Ever make them see?

I fear the answer....