Westinghouse

At The Westinghouse
2-2-18

Prone to ponder
Not left alone to wander
Loving this work but by no means idolatrous
Sing unto the Lord construction at the second coming
And in Paris my gums numbing years
For more than just earing
Beautiful in my hearing
Philistines toward the north
As to bring our sincerity forth
O, cry out and shout
And for the persecution
Count yourself among the blessed
Over dry land shod
Reckless in this testament
In biogeographical zones and dial tones
For desperate groans of today
Fleeting and good eating....





Biosphere
2-2-18

Get ready but for what save the coming
And in that day we shall say more that come what may
Making mention that His name is exalted
Drawing waters out of wells of salvation ala mode
Our root for ancient bards
Still handing out my cards
Lost in my own position across alone
Completing another mission
Gamble all you have as there are many treasures here
Getting to know the reverence as names fear
A child shall put his hand on the cockatrice's den
And it works wonders for my pen
Greeting Olga knowing it immediately....