Thursday, October 20, 2016

elogia

Elogia
9-28-16

Waspish hair chronic
I want to be someone who believes
Thirty pounds per square inch
Entitled to myself
And who I am in Jesus
If they take away our eyes
I see thee even in the lies
In the beginning, Amen
Pretty much wraps it up
In pretty paper as shall things count
Notes these days more practical
We've got different remedies far back into At-Riyad
To conclude that life isn't that bad
By Mecca our holy place
Thirty-two chaws to the minute
I'm on my way to another lunch of trout
All for elogia but no such flat affect
Back down to the Gorsell Road and Purpose Avenue
Why now
For one hour
To watch and pray....





Heartaches
9-28-16

Passing on my Irish Times
Heartaches by the number
By the lover of wind chimes
Got my avolition going on
As I droll over my coffee at dawn
At two-thirty beats and brew
And quotes by the score from the book of Revelation
Has its optimistic ending
Amen!
Is he sorry as he recovers
By a message of hope
Even when I come to the end of my rope
By refining and by dividing
And by divining in the hypomania
Dangling participles needing Viagra
Bad joke as all causality in gain
Understanding for emotional response
Compassion and empathy psychoactive our belladonna
No faster than a mile at once traveler's proceed
As we speak earnestly.....





Going Country Again
9-28-16

Time seems to be the main issue
Looking for Coleridge and the Rime of The Ancient Mariner
In need of a tissue
Friend of Wordsworth
Best paper my long chalks for a small ad
They broke off suddenly
And no one needs to know what went on this morning
With the application to the spiritual opium
In hopes to be as soporific and as well Christabel
As round as a godless road
With darkness in the distance
For estimating dash embracing the ideals
Of the French Revolution but for what
But to take another uppercut
I must follow him into the ditch
Good ale, remember me
Nothing is hurt except my pride.....





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