The poet is this divine being
Seeking soothing foreseeing
The inner core meaning of men
Mainly of the muses mourns the hem
Of their beauty now beholds the marble
Out of sacred skins sews his own fable

The poet is now ever never
Wherever whenever forever
Touch her take her tame her
She’s the color the lore altogether
Altogether… Alltogether… All to get–

her.

September 18, 2015
Villeurbanne, France