Saturday, April 22, 2017

geronimo

Geronimo
3-20-17

For the sermonizing discourse at seven on the nose
All anticipation breaks loose for our foible
No need to gamble on Oscar Wilde
Or even William Blake
You've got the mind, child
Where there is only one to say Geronimo
Tediously hortatory for imagination
Where we could be dreamers come renunciation
De Facto
I pray that I will be able to adapt
To the change at hand
Come ponderous leather worth two grand
Actually existing without lawful authority
Geronimo!



De Facto (Of Velodrome)
3-20-17

For Convent Memoirs
And memories of going there face to face
Standing without de facto
Can't take the law in our own hands
As the whirlwind goeth forth
As one to gain another religion of seagulls
And of pigeon
Where the grass grows lush
And our souls are clean again
Grievously upon our heads as tails
Come up to flip that coin again for Velodrome
D'Hiver all is well with my soul
Where all things are done in the wisdom
As the tree to fell to be as men are
For our entrainments
Catch the look in the good book
No use to scream further on the  matter....




No Need To Bet
3-20-17

O, Jabberwocky of Through the Looking Glass
For the Sisters of Mercy behind the sun
I speak unto you these things for your profit
For huge gears sprockets
Pulling punches we become closer as a family
In remembering where we come from
I have written these many words
Going forth in fury for furbelow
Such a word forgotten
Coming in the fullness of time for six day races
Kicking it off in the question of feeling down
Our iniquity O, Deminford
And the noise of motors
Call it Jabberwocky...



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