Mothman Said Gay Rights
June 29, 2019
His incandescent eyes,
While striking fear into many hearts,
Fulfills joy within mine.
They're as warm as I've seen.
Today, his dark abyss of a coat
is adorned with color.
He once hid beneath it,
as West Virginia was fearful.
But times have changed since then.
We can stay together.
Unabashedly, in broad daylight.
The Mothman and I.
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