Owed to Odin
Ode to Odin (acadamia)
Without precocity how shall I climb this Valhalla? Love upon loves and heap upon heaps the time spent in quiet study of thine environs offers up a sacrificial synapsis. For the brain is but an oxen, lugging the erudite load up the twisty curves of intellect to drop them on your prodigious doorstep, the dilettante cliff looming. All your endeavors bestowed upon my crook'd back with unrelenting efficacy until aphasia steps in to cure me of your false security. The loose lipped pedagogy from paged ripped facsimiles of now stripped theories I can offer my only litany:
Until death in it's turn decree
My love shall always be
Philology
Without precocity how shall I climb this Valhalla? Love upon loves and heap upon heaps the time spent in quiet study of thine environs offers up a sacrificial synapsis. For the brain is but an oxen, lugging the erudite load up the twisty curves of intellect to drop them on your prodigious doorstep, the dilettante cliff looming. All your endeavors bestowed upon my crook'd back with unrelenting efficacy until aphasia steps in to cure me of your false security. The loose lipped pedagogy from paged ripped facsimiles of now stripped theories I can offer my only litany:
Until death in it's turn decree
My love shall always be
Philology