I want to shed my skin like a snake and
be offered to gods of divinity;
Aphrodite is it possible to
be beautiful without immortal youth?
I stick in the blunt tongues of sinners like
peanut butter and honey, relentless
in my demands; Dionysus can I
become drunk on my own satisfaction?
I give myself to the world like an art-
ist in the prime of their best creations;
Apollo is it still music if the
lyrics are offbeat and the notes are weak?
I exile my smiles to the forests like
wayward boys learning to become soldiers;
Thetis is it true that violence is what
makes the sweet young cub a golden lion?
be offered to gods of divinity;
Aphrodite is it possible to
be beautiful without immortal youth?
I stick in the blunt tongues of sinners like
peanut butter and honey, relentless
in my demands; Dionysus can I
become drunk on my own satisfaction?
I give myself to the world like an art-
ist in the prime of their best creations;
Apollo is it still music if the
lyrics are offbeat and the notes are weak?
I exile my smiles to the forests like
wayward boys learning to become soldiers;
Thetis is it true that violence is what
makes the sweet young cub a golden lion?
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