Is it too much to ask
For something outside
What humans attach to a dollar?
For a plump paradox
For a pleasing plenty
Slipping on a silk stocking thought
Dionysus chided my childish request
And would rather I reach for a substance
A consumable fume from grapes of old
That I continue reaching
I'd rather taste
Curved concepts
Feast my mind on a precept's figure
That I may brake my old way
To unleash something much bigger