hangnails

Hangnails
8-22-17

By general anticipation
Happy reading and writing
Hangnails still to be biting
By the way of the intruder
In another kiosk moment
I blow out my candles on another eventful night
Our last trip to Tulsa
With lady friend travelers
And the start of a new romance
Hopeless we have lost our way come what may
Look at them
They are everywhere
Of our gloomy wake hearing on
Many swine feeding on the mountain
In the month of Nisan
We return
O, why is thy countenance sad
It's not that bad....




Back In London
8-22-17

Suffering them to enter
By formal discussion
Indie pop is at it again
So I hold my profit
and count to ten
This is nothing else but gladness in heart
Clothed and in my right mind
One of a kind each individual
Special in His own sight
Let our Kings live forever
As to pilot our preliminary
Of intricate affairs
Let's make this beautiful
No place for the king's beast
Under me to pass
And green again today
Is the grass found under the man
Our Quotidian sentiments
By way of indoctrination
Back in London....