On Graduation
And the Fairy Godmother said:
Piggish vixens, pugilistic louts, pugnacious pilots,
Charioteers reigned by idiots and devils devout,
Go forth into the world with pearls for eyes
And bonfires for hearts and hips bidden by
Music, let your tongues thirst after theater
And lap up the stars.
Go forth and love–whether unrequited, ephemeral,
Lasting–whether you know how to love
Or you must conduct a thousand experiments
In the name of chakra alignment, alien chemistry, line
Dancing, good housekeeping.
Threats bedamned!
I believe I shall dust my broom,
For us fairies, we are in better hands than
We deserve.
And the Boogeyman said:
Terrors, menaces, whirling dervishes and future viceroys
Seeking penance, give your
Souls to temptation and weave wreckage asunder.
Smoke fish out of canals and flay them silly,
Prey for no real reason and lie
Like you mean it.
Go forth into the world and beat it, warp it,
Warm it up ‘til repletion.
Your progeny’s progeny, the offspring of
Ecstasy and hegemony worship,
They will build warships to wage against the universe
When it is time.
And the Mortal said:
Be free and be happy.