Sunday, March 4, 2018

cabman

Cabman
1-23-18

Still not trusting those sixty additional steps of faith
As to get into my head to fortify this land
And waste no more time asking why
As one to be hiding the love in what we would not rise above
Given conflicting lowering over valleys
There I go and she sallies
And secret identifications were taking form
Gathering us from long dispersion
"You don't need to get philosophical", so she advises
And it's time for me to get on with my day
And tomorrow return to therapy
Where confusion groweth beyond the realm of reason....





Beannacht Libh
1-23-18
God have me to make it a good one
In these things we offer
Overlooked caught pink fisted and green thumbed
Where will we go?
Noisily acclaimed
Some of us need it more than the others
O, Beannacht Libh
Joseph knew anxiety and prayed aloud
Up at the villa down in the city nearby in our hamlet
All expressed in character
My last duchess in Porphyria's lover
And tyrranical father of sorts
Of revolutionary rhetoric
Joining the esablishment
O, Beannacht Libh....




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