Nonlinear
10-20-14
Its effects are nonlinear
It won't hurt to try to take it up
But O, what is it
I must emphatically inquire
By the ratio of its air to its water earth and fire
Hello, baby, I'm gone, goodbye
Come my affirmation of my latest entry
Come supplementary angles
That perch when they wish to fly
Coming to be as one to whisper
I will sell my soul for a good day
But O why
When I can have it all
In these longitudinal studies
Its effects are nonlinear
Come deep thoughts that comfort
And pondering to but console.....
Exercise
10-20-14
Given an assignment
To try to write more neatly
A seemingly impossible endeavor
That only seems to make it more illegible
But why
O, but why not
To find new meaning in rehashing
Come the art show at York collage
I didn't need to go there
Given this assignment
To slow down
And make the moment
Mean something to me
The worst that can happen
Is that I'll lapse back into complaisency
But so be it
Just as it is
I'm given this assignment
To but simply be
And just be me....
"Perfect For A Seminar"
10-20-14
Come the seminar on aerodynamics
And that of me to but fly
I've got to admit
That I'm a little bit confused
At the community meeting
That I decline from attending
Taking up my casual interest
In this sweet solitaire
Much abused in the valley in its dale
On stormy seas
I am one to set sail
Surely blessing I will bless thee
In that God doth never fail
It is impossible for God to lie
Of tuckahoes and sclerotiums
And this fungus found while heaven bound
To quality sound
I am what I Am
To attend the seminar
Where there is much to hear....
Hyphae
10-20-14
I tuck into tenacity
I vouch for this velocity
Of food and sweets on city streets
For devilled eggs and red beets
At the chime of eleven
For milk and strong meats
Of threadlike elements saving seats
Of hyphae and its mycelium
And steady beats
Quicken me according to thine word
Broken by trained personnel
Stop putting yourself down
The way that you do
Of what is gnostic and esoteric
I'd leave it alone if I were you
But O, I am Me
And tenacious I will be....
My Grouse
10-20-14
He was fitted with collar and chain
To make his wish for the good week ahead of him
In spite of storms and rain
Where princes kept the view
For pleasure and pain
And the wind begins to howl
But we keep it simple and plain
And I pray that these words have not been in vain
As a member of the early heretical and Muslim sects
Of his natural and corporeal existence
Pertaining to what cometh next
I pour another cup of coffee
Even when I might be afflicted
And much vexed
With much ado about nothing at all
And gallinaceous gazes
Upon my far west wall...
On Hebrews 6:19 (look this up)
10-20-14
Yeah, another shaving cut
No, not another vain and fruitless rut
Yeah, call it my if and and but
Yeah, may it be another dream
To frequent pizza hut
Galling and vexing
Which hope we have
And do not lack
As an anchor for ones soul
To but serve as the plan of attack
Yeah, its blood upon a wad of toilet paper
Steadfast and sure
To know that there is always much more
Of which enters into the veil
Which hope we have...
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