please

Please Come Through
3-2-18

Of parable of discourse
Wonderful and terrible
Enough to feed my horse in dark places
Where Dothan spake concerning our own earthquake
I receive commandment to be a blessing
And try new salad dressing
I find it's only a gollosary of terms
And it's good and you don't owe me anything
Towards Jeshimon where virtue isn't everything towards Peor
Laying low for Israel abiding a ram at each altar
On a night with oneself
Still in captivity doubt no slide at the pool in '82
Just to remember you
He would not curse them for articles of faith
Today I bear the winds of March
And drink the blood of the slain for defense
God is not a man that He should lie
Quite cosmic characteristic of the real you in me....