Onward To The Day
12-4-17
Shiz stirred up upon umbrellas underwater
We sit for awhile on-ward to the day
For night's starry power and purity
As means of power in a world of crystals
Take me by the hand and go places today
As forth it flashes among the souls of men
For the universe of a revolution
And nature, our justification
Soon all dresses up with somewhere to go
In noisiest throngs like forks with five prongs
As to pitch our tents by the city
Ramah clothed after the manner of Judah and peace
And soon its own dramatic radience
What happened just before time began
Greeting Proctor of this same theme...
Ionic Volute
12-5-17
Under Donna Cuailnge
Getting to work on another project
Seeing faces frozen still under a waning moon
Draw another rune
In the removing of ones wound
See the lights go down O, filthy me
I'm still waiting for brown and white bulls
As the glass is cut to defeat Medhi's depleted forces
Of cosmic charachteristic govrened by fear of the wrong thing
In trees of lign aloes
Talking about Narnia
The clan undone as Corinthian orders are confounded
With disparate elements we know
Shelter from all for our composite number in Ionic volutes
For saxophones and flutes of fond penalties
As volutes of these Acanthus leaves....
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