Monday, November 27, 2017

habergeon

Habergeon Revisited
8-29-17

I'm woolgathering
Don't wake me
This is the interpretation
Nights grow colder
And we're all getting older
O, this is the decree
O, Most High
O, Ghost, why?
Joy is now I linger
Please don't intervene
Spanning the centuries
We need to leave it all behind us
Everyone, all in sundry
Thy greatness has grown
And we've got work to do
Back into Bloomington
Even when I know not where I stand
Under sardius over topaz
Alongside cards drawn to prove something....





On Exodus 28:30
8-29-17

By the growth of cults
If there is such a thing
Doing sommersaults making due with a bee sting
Is not the great Babylon to you as Charlton summarizes
And still I ramble and deviate as multitudes are searching but not in vain
As today I take the rain
And we crawl and live for the darkness
For love's labor's lost  still I seem to be for what we seek
Cannot be found in men
Putting on our breastplate of Urin and Thummim
But to prove what on the account of controversy
Fancy that!





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