I have never understood the allure
of so-called innocence, that mythical
state, like virginity, they ascribe, pure
and fresh, to others. Using a carnal
measuring stick is foolish, every kid
I have ever met knows what’s going on.
Adults call it taboo, and they forbid
descent. They fear a new dawn: Amazon,
Babylon, Depravity; for the cult
of the virgin will always kill Eros
once a few parents are shocked into rage.
Call it Fire, or the Erotic Occult,
Venus, or the Phallic Stage. All of us
are burning souls trapped in this fearful age.