Cauldron Of Plenty
7-27-17
Our place of joy and plenty
To its perfect frame
O, call on the name, Zeezrom
Begin to tremble
Convinced more and more
Of what has not been done
Earthbound, seerbound our specialty
Now that the work is done
In the plan of repetition
To bring to pass the resurrection
And through faith our remission
Sometimes he answers no
And sometimes wait
Tricking King Caramel
Out of something that a human mind could not but fathom
Turning the page at eleven on the nose
Knowing the thoughts and intents of the heart...
Social Call
7-27-17
Come heart rate variability
To the best of ones disability
Strategic riding on a magical white horse
Back into town
As to stray upon the borders of this otherworld
Beyond the visible indivisable
Our land of origin and magical homeland
Of divine ancestors
As to spend too much time in the forest
And its freezeframe given today a new name
This is a thing i am about to elaborate upon
As life becomes probationary at Glatonbury
For all, for peace all for war.....
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