We're All Queer In Our Own Way:

[Philatone]

hello billy,
just to share my thoughts

With pants round ankles I braced
arse pointed seaward.
The heavy splash of salt water
stung my spread cheeks. ...great /t/ sounds, such a great variety of them

Harry captured our anal escapades
on the cliffs of Anglesey;...and here with the /a/ and /s/
filming us in our cups, acting like twats
it was a calling; for us and him,
he never joined in though. may need more readings, but i got a bit confused on the punctuation in the last 3 lines

We teased him about being queer
which he was, it was something ...i wanted the "which he was" to stand out a little more
he always denied.

shortly after the drunken squall
Harry drove himself
into the back of a lollipop man
his dad....

The stop sign flew through the windscreen
its handle pierced his heart....

Harry the queer;
We all cried, we all loved him.
..i blame poor reading on my part, but i am struggling with the "lollipop man/ his dad." I think I'm blending together the stop sign and his father; both interpretations work in the context of the last stanza; to hit his father (with its multiple meanings) would have hurt him emotionally for sure, whereas hitting a stop sign would do much more physical damage. I suppose that's the intention. not wanting an answer,but more to share my thoughts to for you to see if they led me where you wanted. overall, i liked the tone of this piece, billy