(i Don'T Have One)

I originate from the evergreen
Tree, cultivated in the areas of
Gods, inherited by caesars, burned
By olympians, scientist's disinfectant.

The artistics and fringe poetics
Think that I am their commencement
Exercises. Diplomatics, scented herds
Men prophesied my crowns triumphant
Victory. And forgot the terms like-

'The noble speciman persistenly
implored viscosity of his patience
foliage- a thoughtful sophist will
adorn him- branches, middle ages
hair breast academy.'- 'And the wizard
will give his healing property to culinaries.'

My mother, Sweet Bat, extracted me
From Laurus Nobilis Bay.

by Daffodil Decarie

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