Zephyr
8-30-16
Hoping today is short and sweet
Up and down our unnamed street to its circuits
I see your fain reflection
When you look in my direction
South into Jokthan
I can lose my eyes to a view of Jupiter
As things hath seen it shall be
And today I just be me
With no remembrance of former things
In the Hebrew Negov
Called on the name of the Lord
Pray also for me saith the pastor
Calling no man master
To eschew this disaster
West into Zoan for our zephyr
Our soft, wild breeze....
Gust
8-30-16
Of gust sudden brief rush of air of lust
In that we're not afraid to care in the dust
In the rags we choose to wear
Toast crust I must say to be already there
Taking the wind in one's own sails
Disconcerting and deflated in burning flack
All Scripture is beneficial written in red and black
Take her and go your way
If it's something you lack
For sails close to the wind
Verging on the breach
Urging us to teach
Propriety and decency
We go out into the world and take our chances
Time to walk over and wait for our block Dodge.....
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