The Stupefier
Liquified in an elixir
Of eloquence
I seek asylum
For I am an asylum seeker
Seeking for the one and only true Elysium
But will my eolian language
Be enough and not only
Reach daft ears? I hope not!
Yet, I do so fear my eolian tongue
Be too hot and untranslatable
Worse, unheard of
I get so caught up in the moment,
I find myself inside a bubble
Floating upward, and onward
Floating higher Into Infinity
and beyond. . .
Copyright © Benjamin Bartley | Year Posted 2024
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