I write verse that others would
Not allow to even be
Of facts about how life begins and
Ends, of desire too terrifying for
Most of the sane to even comprehend
But I create none of it, I but observe
And write about as clearly as I can
Because wilful ignorance is worse
Than anything in this world that
You may see but perhaps not
Immediately understand
And that's about you and not me
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