Fare The Feast - A Poem By Moe

all flight is mine to take tonight

my wheels roll off the road

my eager press to do this right

stoked fear from all that flowed

but fear it has no hold at moons

that I create myself

for breath that airs poetic croons

takes passion off the shelf

and I for one won't tame a beast

that's been so far so tame

I'll let him out to fare the feast

that's laid out in his name

~Apollo