First Days Of Raw Truth
2-6-18
Where memory is meant to be
Still another leaf is grafted in
Behold hath He commanded
For us to partake of the goodness
Of what lies in store for today
As men are privilaged to give freely
For darkness and apostesy
As to cover the earth for our first days of raw truth
Like steak rare as to question these choices and accelerate
As to recreate and restore the faith
Don't look back
Something behind you might be gaining
Time to walk on over and board the stagecoach.....
To Eglaim
2-7-18
Cowdery comes in as we're living in sin
He begins to write for me
All for British prog rock
And another day of coffee and smoke
My bad agency O Heshbon and Eleazar battle cries
Have failed me and my stony soil
Making inquiry of me
I'm not giving it up any time soon
O, sacked record do your work
In those that want to know
Over your summer fruits and harvest
His wailing to Eglaim send the hand
To the ruler of the land....
Uruasi
2-7-18
As strength fails me
The book shall be delivered unto a man
As to slumber in the dust
In cause and origin
Taking up again MacBain for pleasure
And rainy myths as explained Moroni's return
Once a year taking up Lawrence, Browning, Milton and Byron
As to return to my father to the field as storms evidently clear
And we ought not fear as forbidden of my messenger
In stories of Uruasi and Pururaval
And other Hindu tales where all else fails
As to lay the plates deposited....
God And Mammon
2-7-18
As three lintels testify
As to be the swan and be gone
And to be a marvelous heart in ourselves
Behold in the first days of spring
We gain an hour of daylight
Where I see a prism violin the stream
Under worldly circumstances
Like a rule to bend and a hundred other pursuits
Right on the south side of my love seat
Of all hallowed things in assortment
Love behold thou art fair
Ye keep charge as to allocate
Hard-nosed....
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