pastry

Pastry
8-11-15


Short and sweet one today
Such a hopeless game
For brevet and commission in my precarious position
O, what goes on
Set out on another mission
Our breve and mark over a vowel
By a distinction O, impudent children
Stiiffhearted I send thee unto them
I smell a pastry of some sorts
Babylon is suddenly fallen and destroyed
Howl for her
It's just a drop in the ocean
Taking balm for the pain...








Parquet Circle Concentric
8-11-15


For our flambeau
Our large ornamental candlestick of nine branches
For our flaming torch
For our parterre
Soon it will be hurricane season
But of such I take no thought
at least not yet
For her judgment reacheth unto heaven
And it's lifted up even to the skies
And many buy into today Satan's lies
For our rear section of seats
And a whole new bag of cat treats
The storm has ceased for our diapason
And our parquet circle concentric
Until the winners lose desire...










On Ezekiel 2:7
8-11-15


Hellion, disorderly, troublesome, rowdy
Flamed in Eucalyptus
Headed for the hills
And for the thrills of a golden age
I mean to look our for you
A roll therein was written within and without
Light a spark in the dark
I go up against my fellow pool shark
As the color changes hue
The trouble is with you
Thou will speak my words to them
In a town called piss it away
This morning in shaving I missed a spot
But at least my coffee is hot
Open thy mouth and eat what I give thee....












Eat This Roll
8-11-15


Eat this roll and go and speak
O, save my soul
As one to reach the day's peak
As many will not hearken for another land to darken
Not sent to a people with strange speech or of a hard language
Alright Sunny boy
In my mouth it is as honey for sweetness
Looking for Lillian Florence Hellman for good mayonnaise
Another Van lyric, out jet set
Not to fret
To waylay and to intersect
For something to say we yet interject
The sun and the clouds are going to battle
Something's hanging in the breeze....