Labyrinth
7-26-17
We become naked to say
Look at the jay on my sashay
And aromatic thyme
Take me there and write another rhyme
For our endless labyrinth enrooting itself
All around heaven bound
Good in the sound
Ancient history and near future
As mischief comes upon mischief
For declination and separation
And the bearer of our flag
And simple kindness
And the volume of strength permeating
Directly to the matter at hand
With its specific nature
Only by relation
For trends of the waves of the sea
And the solitude of strength....
Fire Downward
7-26-17
As relation to the comparative
Adulterated and pure
Independently fly the arrows aimed at finches and sparrows
White lake on the dark blue
Aid where I would rather not care
I'm all ears on the morning glory
Our king shall return as a prince clothed in desolation
And our lands be troubled
Downward from loins up
Then I beheld all perturbed pain of women unveiled
From loins on up
By nerves of joy that melt
Quicken with passion
Now stretching out as to know commonwealth again
Now swift conglobing....
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