Eldritch
5-5-16
Like a life crowing on a tree
I will follow
Looking for Paul Blackburn
The stone found me in bright sunlight
Up and out of bed extremely too early
But at least I got my four hours of slumber
Eldritch and ghostly
The dead are here
Hard to do, easy to watch
And I see where your eyes make a circle
The word preacher did profit
Some with ears to hear
Eldritch and ghostly
The dead are here
Mingled with faith in they that hear.....
Pinch Penny
5-5-16
Blue straight rivers of fresh pinchbeck
Spurious and counterfeit
As the pinchpenny is quite stingy
They to whom it is first preached
In a dry and waterless place
We which have believed
Do enter into his rest
God did rest the seventh day
From what he was doing
Hang on!
To limit a certain day
Come on, take me home again tomorrow
Let us labor therefore lest any man fall
After the same example of unbelief
Yet course-grinded
Looking for Henry Miller
Who dies in eighty
Another read to consider.....
"You Really Like To Mix It Up"
5-5-16
O, black beard
Should I grow thee
She won't catch me or break my fall
This particular notebook
The pages tear easily to my dismay
And gray's got blue skies
In this outrageous cloud
Grinding grain into flour
I wanted to run but she made me crawl
Another lyric for the gospel hour yet Simon-pure
You wouldn't believe me if I told you
You sew it up but still I see the tear
All things are naked and opened
To the eyes of him
With whom we have to do, burning....
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