In A Figure
9-15-15
Judge nothing before it is time
Until the Lord comes by the dividends of products
By the differences of these sums
As I am not hereby justified
But he who judges me is the Lord
For breastplate, helmet, feet shod and such a sword
Walk that extra mile with a brother
And remember we are to love one another
For thou has broken the yoke of his burden
This I reiterate for the cause of itself
As so the fire doth devour the briers and thorns
I have in a figure transformed
And O, have I erred
But I can always come back
According to the reconciliation that has occurred....
Calibration
9-15-15
That's when the calibration whittles on its stick
He punishes the fruit of the stout hearts
And the meals that add fat to the flesh
For I know nothing by myself
For fields to cultivate and thresh
He shall cut down the thickets of the forest with iron
Where sheep learn to graze in more room yet to environ
Of slight and snub
And tomorrow morning in my bathtub
Boast not of what might not be promised
As thoughtless we are scant
And the worst thing you can say is that you can't
Be not puffed up one against another
For gingham and yarn-dyed cotton woven in stripes
I'll take it just for what it is
For shadows and types....
Acquisitive
9-15-15
For who make thee to differ
What do you have that you did not receive
I learn to talk with a wine god called Bacchus
We cling to this if this is what you're offering
There is no exact straight line
But the artist still does fine
There is no actual circle
There is no absolute magnitude
There is no calling it mine
Tonight it's alive with nectarines and peaches
Of strong desire acquisitive
This life is sweet and indeed I'll live
Tenacious and clinging
Thursday has an ear
She talks to strangers
Convex and concave
And another prayer for brother Dave...
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