I found myself

Through the nights

of alchemy

and the religion

of your touch

I found myself perverted

I found myself free.

Through the eyes of those who seek

for fame or infamy

that climb the ladder

for trust and security

I found myself perverted

I found myself free.

Through the rustling of leaves

that heralds your approach

and the sun that turns

its gold to the storm

I found myself perverted

I found myself free.

Through the haze of city lights

that silence the moon and stars

and the sleep of the streets

abandoned by foot and car

I found myself perverted

I found myself free.

Through the vast abandon

of the pleasure dens and bars

that sell relief and ecstacy

to the dusted and the ******

I found myself perverted

I found myself free.

Through the *** of angels

that call forgiveness after saints

Through the empty street

which shares your name

I found myself perverted

I found myself free.

Through the passing of time

to the breadth of now,

and the passing of the babe

from mother to sow

I found myself perverted

I found myself free.

Through the sacred and profane

and the knife of your beauty

upon this honest name

I found myself perverted

I found myself free.

Through the slavery of man

and the freedom of nations

I found myself perverted

I found myself free.

I found myself.

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