Part III: A BROKEN INTERLUDE

Affronted By Salacious Poetry...

Confronted By Deadly Knowledge,

This Twenty-Something Faggotty Beauty...

Has No Choice But To Stand And Acknowledge,

That The Language Of Art Can Tear You Apart

And Free You As No Other Drug Can,

But If Played Safe And Kept Mild

You're A Self Censored Child...

Only Freedom Of Speech Makes A Man.

This Interlude Broken...

The Mission Explained...

The Wisdom Confession Is Made...

The Chapter That Follows...

The Dry Mouth That Swallows...

The Story That Makes One Afraid...

Vocabulary Truth...

The Bastardized Youth...

The Sexual Heightening Has Started...

So Prepare For The Story...

My Climactic Glory...

The Tears Of The True Broken Hearted.