Stevie I still love you
even though you hate my guts
enough to rip them out if
you could get away with it,
you who so dearly hold a grudge
like it's a precious treasure
because you think that is
the masculine thing to do,
you who so greatly envied
the cock that I was born with
as I envied the cunt that
God gave you and how could
She have lucked up so badly,
first by giving us both
the wrong plumbing
and then by making us
fall in love with each other
so that we could eventually
poison ourselves with envy

And you who were my first
lesbian lover as a new woman
at least I thought you were a girl
and you never told me otherwise
until after we'd split up and I
realized I had been straight again
and hadn't even known because
it was with tongue in cheek that
I ran around and told my friends
old you I was a heterosexual drag queen,
whatever that is, because
I was in love with you but
I thought I was a dyke until
I heard about the HE that
Really had been you and I’m
Glad we were finis by then
‘cause I don’t know what
I would have done to find
My girlfriend was a guy and
I guess I knew deep down

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