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Abiding In The Vine (Branch)
1-28-16

I know I'm going to shine
Abiding in the vine of grapes for wine
Don't worry about me
I'm in no hurry
It is not He whose high places
And altars Hezekiah took away
Fire wheel burning in the air
Fun stuff
Two more cavities filled
Brandy distilled
Yet coffee is served
Lo, trust in the staff of his broken reed
Whereupon if a man lean
It will pierce it
Another sweet beginning
And more large letters
Still in shackles and fetters
I say, say thou
But they are but vain words.....




Choucroute
1-28-16

Officially still a smoker
Not an identity
Just a label
Like a stock broker
Ye shall worship before the altar
Pressed from apples and grapes
All my CD's and tapes
The world around us quiets
It has to be today
Otherwise tomorrow I will know of confusion
And another choucroute
No one is forsaken in such a taste
So enjoy it in that haste makes waste
Of sausage, pork and juniper berries
Four winds and rising suns and number ones
The new life as a beneficience
Jesus has got this one..