Infidelity
3-12-18
In all our infidelities helping me get some
No longer dumb for tha breadcrumb
Where Virgil cannot guide
according to boasting and its pride
Alma believe in us
Soon time for some more Jerry and Phil
And sunup of no such spill
Behold we preach the Word unto our sons
In a world where the pleasure is the courage
In its best development
By the image of your countenances
As to set my clock one day ahead
Of time for faith in this redemption
And in my mouth no guile
Going south like it's going out of style
O, heavenly host see me through that day's mile
For a mighty change wrought
Shall we be dancing down under amazing Grace
You still leap and tonight I get my sleep....
Green Dime
3-12-18
As dreams turn to ashes
We are girded with sashes
All my money spent again on Mephistopheles
Not squandered as to be blind for a drawn curtain
In that nothing is for certain
Soon sunup with our brother-spheres without love
I had nothing at all caring not
A green dime jangling with more perfect change in pockets of piety
Given today my substances in Frome of Wharton
Where the sun sings in pristine minor loving today my clocks
In soil full of roots and rocks where water hurtles outward
Feeling like conveying for scales outweighing
Now that I'm up I fill again the cup
As to investigate emancipation where you wait for me
Where tempests bluster for glimpses of the moon...
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