Thursday, November 30, 2017

three-twenty

Three-Twenty
9-25-17

Prayer will keep it with me
And I can see this message with the help of the Ghost
Loving them almost as a parasite and the host
O, street choir sing it to me
To the winged shuttle labor of a thousand years
Up again at three-twenty
And where that came from there is plenty
Where many perish and repent
I've always been mad like so
As soon the green light with mean go
And so this morning I take it slow
Leonard wrote a song about this
But today it's Van the man
And Jesus all part of the plan....




Wishing
9-25-17

This work of destruction did also continue
Still determined to read the book of Mormon thrice
And get the gist of the message here to understand it
So I won't fear
Seeking out Elizabeth Harper
Just to see just who is the sharper
In wishing for something new and improved
As to wish is to feel the impulse
On my solo camping trip
As the Jedi knight
I am what I am
For the hands of time
And sands of crime
And plans to rhyme in an offhand way
Just wishing....






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