Craig Kirchner
Dubbed to be a student
of incredible potency,
but of meager and limited
means,
your sizarship begins
with being pecuniliarly renumerated,
from Xanadu’s unlimited
currency.
It is explained that
those of your station,
are getting commons
free,
but will be required
to register in diary form for
Khan a log of such, and
your initiation.
Commons is not interpreted, so you wait,
as you await the Rite,
but you no longer are homeless,
and as you become adjusted
to the culture of the sacred
river,
the record becomes easier
to write.
Your Alph induction is
announced communally
to be the spectacle of
the evening.
You are undressed, shackled,
rubbed with
herbal oils and Cantharidin.
The gathering crowd’s
stares,
and sjambok across your
breasts leave the body gleaning.
You become the pool of
common joy,
reduced to the most primal
need,
seemingly emerging from
a common womb.
You are pronounced
effloresced to transcended,
sent to the western colonies
to bleed,
then to the Pleasure Dome to breed.
