Shelby Barker

Rookie (March 21,1996)

Infinite Etiquette - Poem by Shelby Barker

I am high on the essence of free spirit.
I seep through the world’s satiated history
from a liberated cloud in pure negative space.
I inhale perfumes lingering with what is dearest
to one from all centuries, smelling elegant glory.
Languages in different mouths I tenderly taste;
words I swallow intimately, after the merest
sound. Though in present day a mystery,
class is beheld in a timeless place

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Poem Edited: Saturday, May 14, 2011

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