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Skittle
3-6-16

Accompanied by promises
On our journey to somewhere
Spirits are using me
So goes that Crosby, Stills and Nash song
Yes, I missed you the first time around
Because I was too timid to reach out
When the company ceased to exist
As the table come the ashtray of instant coffee
And getting too much
Hear you this, O priests
Any of us learned ye house of the inspired
Our guests with adorning are afraid
For last night's vision
I only halfway recall
God save Solomon
As Mass draws nigh
Keeping the ways so that one would prosper
In all thou shall do
We play our game of ninepins
My bad, I cheated....




On First Kings 2:11
3-6-16

Fate is mystified and heaven is now
And forevermore
If indeed we can walk the straight and narrow
O, be strong and shew yourself a man
Another nine days' wonder
In our jar of curry as first it only seemed imperative
No release from my cryonic state
Blow ye the trumpet in Gibeon
And the cornet in Ramah
And let's cut the melodrama
Voice in my head tells me to use it sparingly
Come or lean-to
And its inclined roof
I stand aloof
Whoredom and thine new wine
Take away the heart
Seven years in Hebron
And thirty-three in Jerusalem
Our hero so reigns
Let them be those whom eat at thy table
Heaven is right now...





Leap Second
3-6-16

We shew kindness to Brasilia
Come the express circle and the ring of faith
I return to my place till they acknowledge my offense
Thrusting out Abiathar from being High Priest
And in this winter house
I know not what direction is east
The floor and the winepress
Should feed us with plenty
To but intercalate another visit
For the cause of testimony
Given Abishag to wife
Of he that claims the promised land
Out for my own as Joab fled
To catch hold of the horns of the altar.....





On Ones Rivage
3-6-16

Only by pride cometh contention
The ego wants to be right
Yeah, though that they hired
Now I will gather them
Where Solomon makes affinity with Pharaoh
We tramp as we traverse
By the miracle of a land
I work her into my verse
Calling for Shimei
To build my house
For I have not yet apprehended
Come scatology out of the mouths of babes
How cute can it be
Our pride doth testify to our face
As we recline in our great high place
For what to but just to say that we did something
Rivera, the need
So we can but burn it.....