And Chiron said

—

Let me tell you, horny teen god,

about the apollonian priestesses

painted in gold, and black

in their holiest places.

—

Or about the proud brides

of the hundred armed Hecatoncheires,

and the mischiefs they work

while draped in shadows.

—

Or maybe about the amazons,

with their sculpted bodies of limestone

and legs so sturdy

that they can squeeze men

for days without end.

—

Not to speak of my own kin.

For many great pleasures

hide in the lore

of the centaur-folk.

—

Tell me, teen god:

¿have you ever

been ridden

while you rode?