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Hello Again
1-19-18

Hello again for the Kodak moment
Tearing the pretty paper from off the boom box
Given the dickens for dark meat of chickens
Come flank between ribs and hip
Let it rip
For the perpetual statute
Have no such fat with the blood
That is the life near unto the backbone
While we hear the voice and speech of swearing
Divide it asunder and cut it in two
With flesh and bone
And a whole new format
Greeting Callanan with Lyons, hold on!





Constitute
1-19-18

I will do what I can do
Wherefore they that fight against Zion
Asking for a little bit more
Come selection of details for The Dead reserved for Stephen Hero
From Connacht have me God to be a blessing today to many
Insight in and out of season
Need to do this too as cowboy
Ones love for one another stands true
Giving misleading appearances as to promulgate
And try my pen at prose
Jesus knows as to prove it
True to be tantamount to, in and through me
Exhumed in you
Giving looms from sunup
Lights out!





On Psalms 27:17
1-19-18

Equivalent in value force and effect
In the lands of bloody men
And mischief of wicked scenes
Sweet dreams
Hand full of bribes as a plan of attack
I'm enjoying this in the mighty one of Jacob
Speaking messianically hiding me in His pavilion
As to offer sacrifices of joy
Teach me thy way
Lead me on a plain path
Waiting for the miracle
Either such one to make it happen
Foe effect of signification tantamount
Taking it in increments
God amaze me in the expectation of success
To make it alive
Teach me thy way....





In My Drum Kit
1-19-18

Saying hello to Spirit
Giving me the tongue of the learned
God have me to get back in there
O, house of Israel
Speak a word in due season
To make sackcloth their covering
As seas are silent
Drink up dreamers
Freeing them that oppress thee
In all virtuosity as deserving merit of their endeavors
And another interruption
I've got a life to live
Satan go back to where you came from
On the road to Damascus in all practices pardoned...





Of Carpenter And Smith
1-19-18

Smiles a mile wide
In files of a pile of pride
Just as insecure as it is bombastic
With reptile tongue I do not hope to turn again
God bless them and teach us to sit still
In vanished power from our familiar flower
For what is Rose wearing it on the schoolmaster's sleeve
Of veritable transistor's strength in our Redeemer
Show me the meaning of success today
As I walk through the front door
Pray for us sinners now
I do not hope to turn
Given something more to learn
When are we going to hang out?
She inquires....