Listen not to the voice from the pulpit
That would make thee an enemy of
thine own flesh
With lurid tales of
burning cities
pillars of salt
and blood thirsty angels.
Of reason is sin born
Lord we put on clothes for we saw that we were naked
And clothed and reasoning out of paradise cast.
Listen not.
But partake ye of thy instinct
Revel thee in thy flesh
For within that carnal core
Lies the last true innocence
of thy human nature.

05/17/2004

Posted on 05/17/2004
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