backslidden

Backslidden (But I Can Always Return)
11-23-16

I've gotten away from my bible
I admit
To take to artists more contemporary
And I can always go back to it
Sliding the chalice brisk away
We're going to dance
See the skill
Stand and speak in strength
Travelling north with Sister
Hello, Leonardo
In my light sob of breath
Such is life and death
Burning incense with Jeroboam
The man identifies with the word
With a small bouquet
I'll get back in there
The mule did not run away from the lion
When tis that which it should be....





Cake Not Turned
11-23-16

Flashing and receding
Lashing to the skin to begin the bleeding
I will survive and enjoy it
It's a little thing, babe
Change is a wonderful game
For the first time in weeks
Gone good returning
Better for the symposium
Where preachers have protection
Suited in their armor
Lots of Jezebels in strange congregations
The best is yet to come
Like winding it up
The man of God gets alone
For quality prayer time
Safe with writing poetry
To celebrate the man that I become
I will survive
Even from the rock of Gibraltar....