Thursday, September 8, 2016

bondservant

Bondservant
8-17-16

Late bathing today
Never scathing for such
I pray our mural landward
I love them no matter what befalls the conscience
Yet leptonic and muanic landmarks
Loving the last days of summer
As the harlot as well a sister to me
Out socializing
Missing a call from Pa
If these things abound in you
Make your call and election sure
In muonic mass walk barefoot on the grass
Landward....





Lepton Bronze
8-17-16

Come with me to the cannibal landwards
And you will see what you wan and need
Exactly what you want to be landward high leptons and drachmas in my pocket
If ye not hear these words we remember them on a later date
A hot date with fortune and fate
Add to brotherly kindness love
And to knowledge self control
Not exactly in that order
As we have the prophetic Word confirmed
I swear that this house will be inhabited with the Spirit
Cutting down choice cedars
Where winter wolves warble
Thou art Gilead to me!





On Second Peter 1:17
8-17-16

As the hand on Lebanon
I will overcome
Casting choice cedars into the fire
By my glen and its secluded valley
It picked me up for drudgery
One day to be in turmoil
In that we forsake the covenant every day
To eddy, whirl and roil
And given plunder and spoil
She's going to jump and shout
When the train comes around
I'll be going through it
Learning to embrace these quirks of disquiet
Take these stripes and wonder
This is my beloved son
In whom I am well pleased....






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