At Work (At Home)
11-4-16
At work at home
I adjust
Hoping to come to accept
That all returns to dust
For the hearing of the lonely tune
Never mind the spelling error
As if all is right
Are you ready for the country
Come labored nothings on my face
Of nature of which I am Freak
Partial to my wit and therefore weak
Its properties shall be as one aware of death
Time to call it quits and be good to myself the rest of the day
Of scheming and dreaming
Are you ready for me.....
Blanket Of Haze
11-5-16
Happy birthday Jesus ahead of time
Shall we sound him
Now that we've found him
To be one place of death
Just quartering a tree
Where the waters wreck the sky
Waking up the fury
Come one drop of giant rain
Where has it gone
No complaints here
Of all saints, fear
Where lunacy is bounding
In times of vitality
I pull and carry the weight
Just to stay awake and alive
And to know that I am
Above a blanket of haze....
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