make love to the radio!
enjoy the taste undercover
and cherish it in the whole lot
until it’s bone-crushing delight
let me come utterly across you
where we can cover
over each part of the universe
while we still have access
overdue for liable spree
and disciple to the entire world
to make sure the show
is worth every bit of the admission
let’s form a mental picture of it
and partake into all of the human experience
try your hand at factoring my figures
tip your hat to my complex
so you can take all your know-how
and superimpose it on around me
together we can shelve our fears
and luxuriate into all the human experience
Jun 21, 2013
Jun 21, 2013 at 10:39 AM UTC
make love to the radio!
enjoy the taste undercover
and cherish it in the whole lot
until it’s bone-crushing delight
let me come utterly across you
where we can cover
over each part of the universe
while we still have access
overdue for liable spree
and disciple to the entire world
to make sure the show
is worth every bit of the admission
let’s form a mental picture of it
and partake into all of the human experience
try your hand at factoring my figures
tip your hat to my complex
so you can take all your know-how
and superimpose it on around me
together we can shelve our fears
and luxuriate into all the human experience
“Palladium” is a rare earth metal, but as well, a sacred icon of refuge in ancient Rome. Therefore, in its sense, a palladium is a safeguard and reminder of protection—and a reminder for myself. Because my name is Pallas (why the poem is named accordingly), this poem is basically a self-ode—a reminder of my life.