Sunday, July 12, 2015

let's rock it

Let's Rock It
5-21-15


Let's rock it, no need to block it
Would you despite the thrill
They would not go in to see
When holy things are covered lest they die
Are these things so!
Caught in the web
Yet I fell in love with the spider
In this multiformity
And no more submission or conformity
Instruments of the ministry and utensils for the service
Place them in a cloth of blue
As is this pen the glides glibly cut not of Kohath
No more hate, no more wrath
They would not enter because of unbelief
Let's rock it....










Greshon's Service
5-21-15


This is my easel for variety
This is the cure of all depression and anxiety
It hits me about twice a week
Life is not so bad after all
Of various kinds and forms are my beauties
Remembering the tent of the meeting
And the tabernacle of the congregation
I decline from such an assembly
I don't need to be informed of the policy again
But as for today I just rock it yet to try it
Yet to knock it
Under the hand of Ithamar
The son of Aaron the priest so begins
Rejoicing where I commence the feast
Whiles it remained...










Numbered (Part 2)
5-21-15


Numbered by the hand of Moses
Encumbered by the thorns of more infared roses
For Merari the same deal
I am only today but spinning my wheel
Twenty percent tip quite fair
Not to boast but I grow out my hair
To recompense the trespass
And to be as one to share
I'm feeling pretty good today
I take not extra thought or care
To recompense with its principle
Thereof tomorrow a clean change of underwear
Add one fifth part and you'll do just fine...












Bitter Waters
5-21-15


Living out my nightmares
They seem sweet to me like a picture show
Paying all my tolls and fares
Reality is immaterial in case you don't know
Under the hand of Ithamar
This here is a good way to study myself to be approved
Carrying a brand new meaning by which I am moved
Not just another Sunday morning
It seems we lost the truth to quicksand
For the offering for jealousy
I would be if I see them together
It is my human nature
So I just talk about the weather
For holy water in an earthern vessel
And dust on the floor
Could you rid me of my secret
And deliver me from darkness
Thigh rots and the belly swells.....








Blot (Wash)
5-21-15


Bitter waters lift the curse
Call me a liar in altering this verse
I only wanted to be optimistic
Before things get worse
I call by the winds of silence
The priest writes the curses in a book such as this one
No one takes a look yet to blot it out and wash me clean
Numbers chapter six
The Nazarite vow
And all that heaven and hell will allow
Unclean the seventh day to shave ones head
But still my friend we are all of one bread
Let the locks of your hair grow
This will take time
May it be not just for the show....









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