Only Poetry separates us from the apes,
For even they have religion and politics.
They have fear and the "Good Old Boy Network,"
Taboos they will never taste or touch.
But they're not immune to the vibration of lyrics.
All beings must awe at the cosmic pour.
But only the prophetic, linguistically naked
Double-take at the spectacle—the Bard du Jour.
And only the bare will dare to bare further
The wisp of the willows,
Or gravity's bend.
Only brave Oden will give up an eye,
To see Truth in the beginning
And Truth in the end.
For even they have religion and politics.
They have fear and the "Good Old Boy Network,"
Taboos they will never taste or touch.
But they're not immune to the vibration of lyrics.
All beings must awe at the cosmic pour.
But only the prophetic, linguistically naked
Double-take at the spectacle—the Bard du Jour.
And only the bare will dare to bare further
The wisp of the willows,
Or gravity's bend.
Only brave Oden will give up an eye,
To see Truth in the beginning
And Truth in the end.
-jenn long
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