“For Unlawful Carnal Knowledge”
Magic is the maypole dance,
And truth is the carnality of those pagan priests;
Holy orders in a never ending fantasy of
The rights of man and:
For unlawful, carnal knowledge,
We sing a song, raise the staff, firm,
And tune and dance and scream and rest
After nights of revelry
In accordance to the edicts of fantasy.
Vain, vain fantasy where to rise and fall in escapade
Equals creation and creation
Is the playground of the gods,
And they say it good.
So escapade to pleasure my friend;
Run it round the maypole and climb up and up
And raise yourself above the gods.
Don’t feign creation, seek it out
And ritual, constant of mankind,
Of seeming nothing,
A new life to give to the carnal wealth
Of the world.
For what other purpose could pleasure serve
Than to spur life ever on to new horizons.
Salute the maypole rise and drive the point home
In carnal creation.
© – Anthony Leclair 2013
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