A Philosophical Poem On Human Action, Sin, and Freewill
I own no pictures-
I have a memory and a mirror in case I forget.
look within the eyes of ingenuous intent,
a time for a bathing?
a dirty child condemned to hell!
I was cleansed before my education,
the living truth the abandoned role defied.
it has led from purity to this insidious labyrinth,
the ubiquitous Lucifer looming 'round the corner,
he and I face to face, "yes, follow me to hell!"
and I have followed.
oh breasts of sweetest milk,
she, fashionably audacious,
to gracefully feast as the lion on her prey,
swallowing my strength today.
onward thru perplexity
picking plump grapes along the way.
their succulence explodes within my lustful mouth,
she appears lying before me,
Hades' Queen, the river flows as my soul bursts,
cursed by anomalies,
Augustine laughing, human hell.
thus we create,
thus we falter,
and thus we are alone.