The Opening of the Queernomicon – Poem

This is usually a performance piece, presented as a piece of stand-up or a joke. It falls into a category of surreal humour and wordplay that works best when said aloud.

The Opening of the Queernomicon

It had been an odd day.

Children in the neighbourhood had begun

exploring their gender, and become

increasingly less visible until

no one could identify them at all.

That night, little Timmy lay in bed

and said, “Mummy, I’m scared.

I think there’s an asexual in my room.”

His mum laughed and said,

“Don’t be silly. Everyone knows

asexuals don’t exist.”

She was wrong.

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