O KLLIOPE,also CALLIOPE
patron of poetry
mother of Orpheus
who lived in lyre
or gave birth to lyrics
innocent as virgin.
O lover of Apollo
who gave him two sons
Hymen and
Lalemus,
mother of King Rhesus
the victim of Trojan,
mother of Linus
who gave birth to rhythm
and melody.
O dear Calliope!
who slept in anyone 's bed
and no one's.
Everyday is your birthday.
Every moments of life
in love
or war.
In passion
and sensuous
O muse of inspirations
and provocation!
We are in love with you
who are in love with poetry.
And you know that
poetry is a high wall
you either jump over
or hit it hard by bear head.
Long live logic of love
and lust.
Death yo denialism,
a complication
a side-effect
an infection.
O poetry of myth
against all outrageous boiling blooded fighters
of retro retarded era
O lovely Calliope
of naked dreams
called poetry.
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