Shuhite

Shuhite
7-25-17

Into the hands of strangers for a prey
Making no fuss of impending dangers in words to say
My wish is to get it back up and running
For Ezekiel and for Ezra
You see red in the tearoom
Our willowbark and Ignis Fatuus
Flickering and phosphorescent
Of decomposed organic matter
For amulets of mojo
O, make your chain and consider the missing link
In all you feel and think
Land full of bloody crimes
In pennies and in dimes
You see red...



Chasse
7-26-17

Begging mercy on my judge
Not one to get furious or even hold a grudge
Up at five and at it again
Yea, well did Mosiah
Say he will write great things today
Make a chain for the land is full of bloody crimes
And the city is still full of violence
Beneath one infinite sky
It will be another good coffee day
With pen in hand to shuffle in the gloom
And come out from my sick room
Looking for one Chasse-Maree
By apostrophe and digression
The song is haunting and beautiful.....