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Drown
12-28-15

Through Pamphylia and through Cappadocia here we go
And I'm alive feeling alright up at five
Not too late and not too soon
Time to revive under another three quarters full moon
Hear, O earth and behold
The fruit of our thoughts
And a rope with triple knots
To but disentangle to what purpose
Cometh there to me incense from Sheba
Looking for Thomas Brown
Out in the real world
It doesn't need to get me down
Known for the richness of his prose
And Jesus knows
For our umbrage and our terminus
As arms are opened wide....




Animus, No More
12-28-15

Go to the end point of our transportation line
Boundary and border
Located where it starts again where it ends
Ones indistinct indication
Ones hint, I strike the flint
For a spark to light my fire
Our friend will live again for shadow and shade
Yes, the poets have it made
Starting out the day with the Boss
And no more animus
No more inexorable disputations
I serve a neighbor to my coffee
No more enmity for our minutiae
I think I'm going to love it here....





Coterie
12-28-15

Back to my coterie
Taking care of you darling ain't for one of the boys
Come scrofula of the ropes of the neck
Making due with such an imperfection
For all doubtful disputations
I have gained a brother
And serve him coffee
For obstructionist tactics of our habitude
I pray for another successful shopping run this evening
Out for carrots and dip
Go not forth into the field nor walk by the way
We learn the game therefore our hands wax feeble...