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1-15-18

Young men offer blood of oxen
Through ones veins with no such toxin
In Aaron for Hur
Just as we were
As a cut in a garden of cucumbers
Call my number and I choose to talk of the candlestick of seven lamps
Selvedge and coupling and thaches of gold
Our edge of woven fabric
In knob and protuberance
Israel is scattered upon the face of the earth
By all subtleties of such a rebirth
Back in Hamburgh in September of fifty-five
Hammering away in ones mind unsettled
According to the Spirit and not of flesh
In fields to toil and thresh...





On Node And Knob
1-15-18

where there's an easier way
To turn to the page of node, knob and protuberance
Hanging in suspense as to disentangle and extricate
Nothing to hate
It doesn't need to be ones name
And eleven chariots of goat's hair
Yesterdays all departed onward would have fair demolished
The isle at hand finding a used tissue in the sand
By faith I make my next eleven moves to capture the queen
And continents asleep of Geco-Rowan culture so takes wing
The culture horns in four corners overlain with brass and pure olive oil
To burn always
Behold we are manifest
And soon again travel northwest
Buried in last stone sepulchres....