the boy sneaking out of his
class at Mystery School;
metaphysics a bore; talking
in circles about spheres;
the young girl crept out
of rehearsal for the Mystery
Cult's pageant; dancing;
leaping on toes & stretching
up up up...she met the boy
behind the acropolis & they
kissed; she put her hand
beneath his toga & his fingers
slipped between her thighs;
there was no longer any
mystery as she openly sat
crosswise on his rigid donkey;
small children learning from
this the School & the Cult
taught the very same lessons