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Some part of me will always
remain on that wall, I imagine. In a gold leaf frame. The other part of me
needs to move on. Could never really stick itself
to a white canvas. I don't want to waste my youth stuck
to the wall of his imagination. He, though, he'd rather
keep me there. We write to each other still, making promises to meet
that are rarely kept. I distract myself with as much as
I can, with the theatre. I've been tending to the theatre. My personal back garden, even though
it's one bum after another, one bum after another. Even though all the places
for inverts like me are disappearing one by one there is still so much sweet
for all that bitter
remain on that wall, I imagine. In a gold leaf frame. The other part of me
needs to move on. Could never really stick itself
to a white canvas. I don't want to waste my youth stuck
to the wall of his imagination. He, though, he'd rather
keep me there. We write to each other still, making promises to meet
that are rarely kept. I distract myself with as much as
I can, with the theatre. I've been tending to the theatre. My personal back garden, even though
it's one bum after another, one bum after another. Even though all the places
for inverts like me are disappearing one by one there is still so much sweet
for all that bitter
Full Transcript
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Some part of me will always
remain on that wall, I imagine.
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In a gold leaf frame.
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The other part of me
needs to move on.
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Could never really stick itself
to a white canvas.
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I don't want to waste my youth stuck
to the wall of his imagination.
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He, though, he'd rather
keep me there.
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We write to each other still,
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making promises to meet
that are rarely kept.
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I distract myself with as much as
I can, with the theatre.
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I've been tending to the theatre.
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My personal back garden, even though
it's one bum after another,
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one bum after another.
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Even though all the places
for inverts like me
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are disappearing one by one
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there is still so much sweet
for all that bitter.
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Movie Summary
A series of eight monologues set in the same pub over many years of gay history in response to the 50th anniversary of the Sexual Offences Act.
