Pure genius never questions
Nor has to explain why, but is
Driven to excellence on a
Spiritual, emotional, and a
Hypothetical high.
On a daily basis they ride the
Waves propelling pure genius
From the mundane, which
Enslaves the uncreative, and
Drives them insane.
When all is said and done it is
Pure genius which remains.
It could turn into a walk down the lane,
a chance meeting with fate.
I picture a man driving by, offering millions,
but it is as likely as Charon swimming to the curb
offering a ride to the Underworld.
So the trash gets taken out, the decaf gets made,
lesson plans are done (they are never really done),
and I wonder if Odysseus took out the garbage
when he made it back to Ithaca.
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