Yeah Right
By drew_gummerson
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Yeah right
I had mats of tatami
and a cupboard of
futon
(but say it quick
like you can't wait to get
it out of your mouth
cause that's what they
do.
the
Japanese)
and I had a guide book which
told
me
TOKYO HAS THE THIRD BIGGEST
GAY SCENE IN THE WORLD.
But could I find it?
Hell no.
The first time I spent
hours
and
hours
flitting in and out of SevenElevens
speaking to hired help
who were no help at all.
Oh yeah, I got
smiles
good service
the lot.
But that's it.
That night I walked
home in the rain
alone.
Back at the house
the water dripping off me
I read the line again
in the guide book
again
in case I had been mistaken.
I hadn't.
TOKYO HAS THE THIRD BIGGEST
GAY SCENE IN THE WORLD.
That's what it said.
"Fuck you," I said.
And went to bed.
SORRY
futon
(real quick)
The second time I got lucky.
Kind of.
I met up with a group of
gay gaijin underneath the
F
A
L
L
I
N
G
cherry blossom in
Yoyogi park.
They were all arseholes
internet junkies
doughnut groupies
who called each other by their
handles
(yeah right)
and asked me if I liked
"sticky rice"
in their ridiculous voices.
but
I stuck with them for a while
and they showed me where to
go.
Only the next time I went
alone.
That's the way I operate
honey.
GBs was my favourite.
Gay Boys. Tokyo.
That's me.
Tokyo Tokyo Tokyo
TOKYO
(say it real quick)
That's me.
I got to know the barman
Shin
and I got to be going there every
Saturday night.
after my lessons
there I would be
sitting
at the square of the counter
my reflection in the mirror opposite
a beer in front of me
and everyone around me.
It was a popular place.
Japanese boys
men
and the rest.
I liked it there and I looked forward
to going
there.
I didn't often talk to people
cause it's not something I often
do.
But I was happy.
And people knew it.
One evening on a school night
a colleague said to me
after we'd watched a video.
I'm a bit jealous actually.
You're gay.
You can walk into a community
anywhere in the world.
It's difficult for straight men.
Yeah right.
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