When all else is without taste
The elixir of symbols
Are words that flow
Flow with a whiff of perfume
Crystallise with sense of purpose
Taunted by the science of our future
Elevating the taste to that of a myth
Fulfilling a creation of our own
Spilling over into our inner space
Aug 7, 2022
Aug 7, 2022 at 9:27 AM UTC
When all else is without taste
The elixir of symbols
Are words that flow
Flow with a whiff of perfume
Crystallise with sense of purpose
Taunted by the science of our future
Elevating the taste to that of a myth
Fulfilling a creation of our own
Spilling over into our inner space
The poet and the machine: Paul Ginestier
