Wednesday, September 28, 2016

peasecod

Peasecod
9-12-16

I said I loved the devil
God knew I really didn't mean it
For angle and for bevel
As a branch to yet preen it
Come the music of the spheres
To assuage all doubts and fears
As galaxies and stars produce a beautiful harmony
O, Perihelion
Pride not your person
Just peace
An idea distribution by Pythagoras
Such an appetite so hard to satisfy
And Geneva's further still
O, Laputa do you love me
And for the point of a planet's orbit
She moves across the sky
As hours pass by
O, decision and cordiality of life itself
A city set on a hill cannot be hid
No matter how messed up it gets
We can always come back....





Chimaera
9-12-16

Hearing in the riff ragged
"don't fill up on junkfood"
For which I'm off in the mood of Stills
And his chloride
Back in the days of right now rocking on
Today with this content with well being
Got to get through today and tomorrow
As saints so ascend and persist to the very end
Come lodestone, our permanent magnet
And another decadent dragnet
Easy to say, "Mundum Odi"
How public like a flog
Time to put on another log
Come chimeric
Our illusions get scrofulous
I pray for them to be on their way
Rocking on today with this
Content with well being
To cease to chase for bliss....






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