Seerbound

Seerbound Again
7-24-17

Twenty shekels a day by measure
And meat for ones own pleasure
Where is your treasure
Thine arm be uncovered
As to propel like a moth in a citronella lamp
For its carnage of gnats
And I'm game of who
Seeing oneself as sapient
Sapid and palatable
Nobody's rushing you
All for reorganization of my world
This afternoon coming soon to a theater near you
In games of exploring
Eating barley cakes
To bake it with the dung
That comes out of a man in their sight
Do we have this right?





Pis Aller
7-24-1

Sometimes we work too hard on that something
Off the beaten path
Down on and adverse
To be down and dirty unscrupulous
Down and out soon again penniless
And there must be something deep down inside
Other than your pride
Down at the heals and atingled
Calling nothing common or unclean
As forth flow the arrows
Not aimed at sparrows
Atilt by inclination
Looking for Andy Warhol
On darker corners
Pis Aller...




In The Gaulish
7-24-17

To break ones staff of bread
For our pirouette and a whirling about
All for creative impetus behind craftsmanship
Loving her aroma cater by measure
And with astonishment at our Ramada
First enjoined from dawn till sunset
Looking at our Taranis
Keeping me coming back for more
It won't be long now
In the Gaulish
Don't forget coffee and cat litter
Following behind me under our auspices and sacrifices
Unmistakably for a thunderbolt
Ramadan fast enjoined....