New Key
1-10-16
Overcome by the blood of the lamb
Painted on our doors
As if in the land of Goshen
A beast like a leopard and feet like a bear
Devil-may-care
I grow out my hair
Going for the Kobain look
Bangs in my face
New key, study the words around it
When saved we don't need to be afraid of this
Nor search for states of bliss
As for our trinket
Out piece of jewelry
Of little or no value
Given unto one a mouth speaking great things
And blasphemies
And I'm just a Market Street muse
With no one else I can accuse
And the rest of the day I'll just be good to myself
Tomorrow is another day
O, take up your hyssop and paint your door....
Her Motor's Running
1-11-16
Up at about twenty till four
I didn't want my cigarette
But later on I'll want more
Hearing you will hear and not understand and hide
Seeing you will see and not perceive
To continue forty-two more months
Of this new key in viewing the definitions
On the same page of our lexicon
For kinetin in senescence
Growing old yet growing young again
By the changes of the motion of masses
And another new work
I make my passes activated by her motor
Running right beside me
As a place where two seas meet
Characterized by movement
This morning the coffee is sweet....
Back In '76
1-11-16
In a striking place where two seas meet
Be true to your nameless street
And walk on down and have another good one
About seventy-six
The year I was introduced to music
My grandpa held me up to the jukebox
And I was overcome with fascination
For the ship founders as all escape when it was dry
They could not recognize the mainland
Waking from a dream about trying to cut gym class
Senescent and aging
Looking for something new
And kinetic lacrabaisical and indolent
A disposition to avoid excursion
Turning to the Gentiles with all kinds of hairstyles
Singing a new song before the throne...
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