Leaving Ithaca by Robert Cameron HazeltonSuppressed among these pale suburbanites
that quibble over who is less complete,
desires fiercely scaling unseen heights
where giants once laid down immortal feet.
I scamper through the maze without a clue
but dream instead of dodging Scyllas jaw,
denying Hades his expected due
by safely skirting round Charybdis maw.
Alas, no heroes can arise today
as sterile scribes use language too precise
amazing feats shall fade, entombed in clay,
domestications mindless sacrifice.
The box with all the answers starts to glow
and airs its daily dose of HomerDoh! 12/24/2005 Posted on 12/24/2005 Copyright © 2025 Robert Cameron Hazelton
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