In the Brothel of Magnificent Alienation

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Abstinence is the last

Gratified desire I can own

Since desire is only

 

A planting of beauty and fruit

For which I tire

Loneliness is my last

 

Right of proper alienation

Remove away then

The institution of marriage

 

And I will show you

A heroic life

Remove away then

 

The institution of doctrine

And I will show you

An existence of ruddy limbs

 

The natural couch of gold

Where in productive idleness

I become somebody new.