Crasses et Voluptés

Age of Consent 

                          Lenore Kandel

I cannot be satisfied until I speak with angels 

I require to behold the eye of god 

to cast my own being into the cosmos as bait for miracles 

to breath air and spew visions 

to unlock that door which stands already open and enter into the presence 

of that which I cannot imagine 

I require answers for which I have not yet learned the questions 

I demand the access of enlightenment, the permutation into the miraculous the presence of the unendurable light 

perhaps in the same way that caterpillars demand their lepidoptera wings 

or tadpoles demand their froghood 

or the child of man demands his exit 

from the safe warm womb