An honest pervert is a rare find in a society
where the breadth of desire defeats language.
Constant Normality means
summing our selves up badly.
The First barrier is the perverts inability
to explain to him/herself in ways that seem sane
about why they like doing what they want to do to others,
whilst imagining similar done to them.
Oh! sweetness of reciprocation....
If they learn why, the second barrier
is owning how they came to like it,
and having learned how deep
the world's dishonesty is in leaning
to own their past asking
'How will this engage with anyone else?
Beyond my friends silently mouthing TMI*
to each other about me in future?'
Oh sad cliques in friendship....
For anyone who passes the first two tests
there are more. But in the final barrier
the lesson is about how to combine
the complex emotions and our sexual nature
into a single package, with an apt sense
of the absurd. How do we square
wanting to be blown away in dirty sex
with a balancing sense of humour?
Both work best when one informs
the other. But the release from the latter
will take over for being the easier to share.
Ah! the consolations of philosophy....
*Too Much Information