Interregnum
2-16-16
We have risen and stand upright
Soon time to turn it over to another artist
Burning with his anger yet quenched
By grace and love
Seeming within, beyond and above
O, interregnum
I don't quite agree with your tone of voice
So I tell you I'm sleeping
In that it's my choice
Every little word
Every new direction
Ones pause and interruption
Of continuity, a stepping stone
By which I make my way to higher ground
His breath an overflowing stream
Solemnity is kept
And praise God, I've overslept
And my strength is dried up like a potsherd
But it doth suffice....
Telegram
2-16-16
Passing the test thrice more
Truly blessed with tunes
And with four with gladness in heart
But not for the whore
A voice to be heard
And a lighting down of his ram
For flock and for herd
And the proper use of a charm
Send me a telegram
Let me know your thoughts
What pain might do
Pressure will not fail
As they pierced
Giving no clean meaning to the passage
For Jacob our supplanter
O, go to my brethren
As it's getting darker
Bashan soft and rich
O, can the addict flip the switch
Smote with a rod
But still I praise my God
Solemnity is kept...
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