I See, I See, I Have The Smell Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

I See, I See, I Have The Smell



I see, I see, I have the smell
Of plain prose so-called yet
Am still in the rythm
Of verse and song:
Still
In the thunder of the Muse
Still
Drowned like vinegar
Into the wine of Morpheus
But
But
But
I stop my vein is ended.

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