Our Little Magazine
9-27-17
Let us not write in vain
The hour is getting early
As princesses keep the scenes outside our greenery
Where thunder and lightning last to yield up the ghost
In new ways about it but no doubt
To allow the earth to breathe
Which ye know at this time is solid
As my cat peruses my books
And graves are to be opened immured and dissintered
Unto that which is good in snippets
Esteeming those beautiful minds
Living the authenticity
Leaving behind me all absurdity
Taking no such vows
In issues of our little magazine
Carrying him out in jest....
Lucky Sevens
9-27-17
Lucky sevens today
My trip, a pleasant one
And still I do not know
I still haven't found what still I seek out
Why must I even try
As to be heavy and not be able to flee
Where evil is restored unto those that die to themselves
Reading widely in Russian mystical literature to make heavy the Load
For the cause of resistance at Greensburg central
As chastised for being in the world today
By servants of humanity distinguished therefore back in
As wreck room Sczuki begins again
Experiments in calligraphy of slander culture, we are
In lucky sevens...
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