Innisfree
3-14-18
As to lack what I don't lack
Rising while it is still dark
To scintillate my own spark
Up at a villa down on a firth
Still under our schoolmaster
God tells me how can I benefit from it
In turning again to the beggarly elements
Remembering Luce dressed in scarlet
And puce but what does this have to do with anything
O, peaceable neighbor
I miss the bull's eye of the line drawn
O, Sharpener how is your taste
Where haste makes waste
Enjoy it my friend superfluously adequate whereupon
I squeeze the lemon fixing it myself behind purblind eyes
Looking straight into the sun
Knowing its potential
I am only a student of the prudent
For roots of loveliest of oaks
On innisfree....
To Foxes
3-14-18
Looking for Sidney Lavier on the east side of the store
In the back corner loving our clattahooche
And memoirs of the cafeteria where no one would save me a song
Looking as well for Barry Deever as one to go back to the stars
As nations from the sky
I forget how to really cry
Looking as well for Santayana
Still loving my Beladonna
As we see the writing and read the story beneath the surface
Eternal love and life and a hand to hold of William Sycamore
As one loses the path along the way come daylight
Call not in today and face the friction for paternal of Cicacs
Come forth and get the gist of it.....
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