After hyper polarization
5-22-15
Twenty-five rifles
Just to keep the population down
I'm not above suspicion
Out here on the east end of town
Don't want to step in the wet cut grass
Setting them free in the factory
The boss will let you pass
Remembering my first online church experience
I was missing out on the fellowship
But I truly dug the information
Roaming to and fro
Looking for somebody's heart
For after hyper polarization
What a mouthful to even try to pronounce
Not for pride but to be a witness of what I have seen
Hear the sirens on thee, sure inspiration
For more poetry and prose
Yes, Jesus knows....
No More Partial
5-22-15
To consecrate Jesse
To look at Eliab
And see something new within yourself
Look not on the outward appearance
Nor upon physical stature
David is chosen for what would lie deep down inside
God looks upon the heart
Regard no one according to the flesh
And be not partial
On the base, Phil Lesh
Not the best at singing yet authentic
Yet to find where God will call me
Stephen full of faith did wonders
For the erroneous error
And its monumental mistake
Infamous they call him
As the face of an angel
And he gave up the ghost
While saying let not their sin be laid to their charge
Meekness small but at large....
Time For A Bath (Revisited)
5-22-15
A collection just to look upon
Thousands of dollars squandered
To enhance my poetic life
Hail Mary full of grace
O, prepare for us a place
Hurt people hurt people
Still regarding stained glass windows
And the height of the steeple
Esteeming that which looks good
A drug addict might become a future pastor
No, don't pull the plug
Say goodbye to a part of the flesh
Known as the circumcision of the heart
Weal is me, a Jew inwardly
A sign promised to show that you were a lawkeeper
A drastic change in lifestyle
In that I used to be a daysleeper
Abraham was at one time an idolater
Don't pull the plug on me quite yet
As so I light another archangelic cigarette
Hail Mary full of grace...
Rocking
5-22-15
The warrior's rocking
The spirits will guide you
For doors to be locking
The Irish Spring soap so will pride you
I feel another ounce of peace coming on
With the Spirit inside you
Humble people have a holy purpose
And mine is just to share
Tell us by what authority you do these things
Today my time flieth as the clock grows wings
Fuck the spellcheck
I do it my way
Hatred is just as bad as killing
Tracing the stains where coffee is spilling
The Holy Spirit is speaking in Stephen
In present tense as if I were there in person
O, are these things so!
Joseph rejected by his own brothers
As flesh over faith
I'll be a rocking
As a prayer warrior for them all...
Out To See The Sky
5-22-15
Seeking out my GABA
Our inhibitory neurotransmitter
Calling his name Abba
In a need for glutamite
I love you for being strange
All over you, all over me
Seeking out my MSG
As well as my serotonin
Madness is a fascinating science
In a need to change the ways I write
In a tablet such as this
Diverse in its smaller spaces
Warm milk before bedtime
Increases such a derivative to tryptophan
A whispered word in my malfunction
See the sky about to rain
For frondescence
Concerning endogenous morphine similar to opiates
More didactic than poetic
To break it down the middle
All for synaptic plasticity
I hope to attend the picnic on Monday
And bring my poetry around....
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