Sunday
in guadalajara
breakfast in a busy hotel restaurant
relaxed faces
happy chatter
happy chewing
buffet evaporating
for me every day is Sunday
every day is a day to just be
every day is a chance to relax over my breakfast
enjoy the scenery
and appreciate living
i am lucky, few know this joy
people think i must suffer
that it must be a trial
to love the man i love
that assuredly i am mistreated
they may even suspect
that my body hides bruises
underneath my clothes
people believe what they see with their eyes
they are unaware that things are almost never as they appear
that we all wear masks
well, most
but not him.
