Arsacid
2-29-16
O, will you tame
Go ye and see the name
Stay in the word
It is far from absurd
Of Ankh and ansate
Of love and hate
Their mother played the harlot
And God had much more to create in Egypt
As a symbol of life such is used
O, brother do you still hanker
Go back to sleep it's too early to rise
Like twisted vines they grow
It's another sunshiny day for the record
For our faded Primadonna
Yet arsacid of the Parthian...
Parthia
2-29-16
Drift away
Back up at about half past four
Fade away
I have coffee and I'm going to want more
And if in retreat I'm up for the day
And this time I'm sure
And we will follow after other lovers
Let the filthy be filthy still pure
For she did not know that I gave her wine
And multiplied her silver and gold
Which we prepare for Baal off the beaten path
Rivers and streams and crazy dreams
I write more reams....
Paean Revisited
2-29-16
Good to the last drop
One small swill remains
Leave yourself behind until you make enemies your footstool
With underpinning support and foundation
Material and masonry
And another sloppy writing job to do
I also cause her bliss to continue with feast days and new moons
Where the beast stays by the writing of cryptic runes
Underkill and insufficient
All for our Paean of joyful praise and exaltation....
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