frass

Frass
6-26-16

Taking it stride by stride
As the devil says, O damn your pride
For pea-stick and peagen for frater and frass
Thou had pity on the gourd
And such enriched the grass
Such doth perish in the night
O, put on another Clapton classic
And call it your own of meditative utterance
Weary, not a complaint but an observation
Everybody knows the score
And should I not spare Nineveh
I shutter in my frission until the light of day is gone
And scare my way out of fear itself.....





Just Feel It!
6-26-16

Come Hejiran jazz
The hepcats all know of such agonic
For the rivulet and runnels and conflicts between our protagonists
As a swarthy dog open his book to prop it nimbly beneath his bosom
To pay no mind or care come a playful challenge
Our flight from Muhammad from Mecca to Medina
Agonic our words to the Morasthite
Hear and hearken, O earth as skies darken for ones rebirth
And all that therein is, the Lord from his holy temple
As valleys will be cleft
Going down to the station as war before the fire
For Vair to yet trim robes.....