NaPoWriMo Day 5 -Styx and Tomes

Styx and tomes waylay my soul
but Olympus never scared me.
I plucked and shorn a Minotaur
and found it mighty hairy.

Styx and tomes are cold to hold
Their tales are often haunting.
I won’t be beat, I find my heat
Like Vesuvian molten vaulting.

Styx and tomes may take their toll
yet coins they are aplenty.
They pass through hands like timeless sands
yet silver cannot tempt me.

Styx and tomes are not my home,
In truth they can’t confine me.
Think not the page, but check the stage,
for there you’re bound to find me.

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