Sunday, September 4, 2016

Galations 2:6

On Galatians 2:6
8-16-16

Going home to Mother on Labor Day weekend
God accepts no man's person
James as our pillar
Cephas as another
I still think of you, my brother
Giving right hands of fellowship
Because of false brethren brought in unawares
Since Christ suffered we will as well
As the Turbo swarms across the borderline
Metallic and acidic this strange taste
In a mouth that has tried much in my good time
And so blessing I wish to leap
Me in my head
God accepts no man's person...




Ate My Eight
8-16-16

Ate my eight soon to be nine
Six years so far without the sweet wine
O, Darling, my only life in a twenty ounce cup
I have my whole life ahead of me
For songs yet to be sung
Of ten thousand shields and spears
As one yields to doubts and fears
Carried away with dissimulation
Jews dissembled likewise yet inwardly
As the fresh water whale
And so a blessing I wish to send
Like a picture on my phone
You are not alone
I ate my eight....





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