Garden of Hedonism

Walk into the light

Follow the music trail

Join the party

Pour yourself a brew

or two

or three 

Hook up
with an eager dance partner

or two

or three

Cancel your staid morality

Take your vice
wherever you can find it

Be the flawed creatures
we were made to be

Submit to the primal urges
that flow naturally
from your body 

Come the foggy 
morning after
confess your recycled sins
to the scraggly man
collecting plastic souls

Gargle residue guilt

and spit out

pointless regrets

Leave the absolution

to the boring saints

sitting home alone

every Saturday night