Wednesday, July 23, 2014

crucible

Crucible
1-4-14


My apartment councellor
Told me to call him if I needed anything
As if he knew
That I would today know my troubles
As I replace the battery in my cassette player
For the cause of sound
In my solitude and privacy invaded
Not by those whom stand without
In the crucible of today's trials
I choose to exercise the conscious choice of smiles
In spite of the brass that molts into these molds
For the cause of my refinement....












Your Eyes Make A Circle
1-4-14


Playing U2's greatest hits
Today a wonderful case of my coffee shits
Being one to justify a language base and vile
To know how expletives can serve as our new poetic style
O, your eyes make a circle
And your tongue will draw a square
Where I will love myself
In caressing my facial hair
Where so I will follow
So that I might lead
Getting today all that I want and need
Playing U2's greatest hits.....
























Thaw
1-4-14


Ducks and teals
Befriend all penguins and seals
In a cold place where all eskimo finds out how it feels
To stand trembling
By one's vision of eyes and wheels
Taking on again the meat of the word
To see how by no means such is absurd
Where glaciers disappear into the sea
As with pick axes we break the ice
Bringing relief to our frostbite
That chooses to be both naughty and nice
In that I am given the gift
Of the hardness of coal
Where the music will serve as food for my soul....














Theology 101
1-4-14


Starting over in the Lamentations of Jeremiah
In a dream of reporting to theology 101
Where I can say that actually I'm having fun
Proud today to have the pseudonym of the sun
Being one to be but blunt
To pardon not the pun
O, how doth the city sit solitary
Where the people abide right under the gun
Starting over in the Lamentations of Jeremiah
O, how hath she become a widow
Great amongst these nations
To which in dreams we yet travel...












On Lamentations 1:2
1-4-14


She weepeth sore in the night
Her tears are on her cheeks
Her blood doth cry straight from the ground
Where I keep my Christmas tree up for two more weeks
By mine devotion
Like a frozen ocean
In my personal polar caps
Where it all begins again
Flowing into the cold and deep
Which is where I apply the pen
Going into captivity because of affliction
Becoming again as tributary to bondage and addiction
Not giving it up quite yet
Lighting up again
She weepeth sore in the night
Because of the thing that I still do...












Getting Dirty
1-4-14


Getting dirty
In chapter thirty
To be washed clean
In what this mystery can mean
Taking a deep drag and holding it in
To see that when I surrender
I indeed am one to win
As thus saith the Lord
Howl ye, woe worth the day
By this Sabbath broken
In the things I have to say
Getting dirty in chapter thirty
Where it is the time even for the heathen
In that everyone will find their way...












Bedtime Snack
1-4-14


The slain doth fall in Egypt
To take away her multitude
Where I sit down at my table
To thank God for all of my food
Eating much here before bedtime
On those sweet nightmares crass and crude
Where the sword doth come upon Egypt
From which the people come on out
Where her foundations are to be broken down
To serve what this is all about....












History Lesson
1-4-14


O, is there pride in the name of love
O, can there be a boasting that cometh from above
Where one man comes here to justify
Such a thorn to but penetrate one's gardening glove
Where one man doth yet resist
As such a music lover will get his gist
Yet to grasp what he cannot see
By the asp that wants to bite me
By this late morning of January four
I look around the next corner
To find yet more...







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