Take me to the room

where there is no violence.

Where the music is loud

& the laughter is louder,

Where peach-pink lipstick

stains blue-collared shirts,

Where the girls can be boys

& the boys are not angry.

Let’s go,

You & I,

Down to the Butch Bar,

Where the drink of most choice

is a belt-buckle beer,

& the prettiest ladies

all work with their hands.

Take me to the room

where there is no violence;

where we hold each other on the dancefloor

where we dress down to our tank tops

where all we need to do is exist.

Take me to the room

where there is nothing but love.

Take me to the Butch Bar.