Another School Dream
11-5-16
Come crawling faster and running swifter
As if pulling a truck uphill
Come holly cross Abbey
Another beautiful full moon rising
The abbot sticks his head out of the closed window
As life burns faster
Pulling your own strings
One more fix before medicine
And soon I'll be on my way
To another antisocial hour
Promising but lies
Killing my own comfort
With the quickness of a sweep-up
Just dreaming of making things better
Time for that fix....
Lights Turn Green
11-5-16
Welcome hither docilely
And pour a hot fresh cup
It's a glory that I make myself scrub the floor
Immortal in madness I dwell
O, what can this mean
But that the light turns green
As children who remain in face
Where there is much to gain in grace
My immigrant to be and a half prediction of more sunshine
For in my infringed love bears dignity
And time to face the music
Going country again today for the cause....
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