Sunday, September 16, 2018

elephant

White Elephant
5-17-18

Circling low between dream mountains
Held in eloquent hands a petal of a black rose
And God knows while treading on the threshold
During a rerun where all is repetitious under the gun
But at least not under the knife
As I need know my limitation
Yet the sky is not the limit
Minding cool breezes through my east window pane
Why is light given to a man whose way is hidden
As roaring is poured out like water
And we know to give good gifts to the bad son and good daughter
I couldn't have been more cautious
O, if we assay to commune with you
Wilt thou be grieved beyond the white cliffs of Dover
Our white elephant rambles......






Autonomy
5-17-18

In my strongbox another twenty dollar bill
Someone wake me slowly of royal paramanibo
Our good loser and wicked winner
Putting double padlocks upon my heart
Behold thou hast instructed many
Even when we're not getting any
As to strengthen feeble knees
Even as I have seen
Do you know just what I mean in bringing around my broadsword drenched
And uttering praises
It would be so much easier
If I'd only kick the habit
As whomever promises being innocent
Life, he cherishes until proven guilty
O, where are the righteous as to plow iniquity
And sow wickedness and follow through....






Chained
5-18-18

Our revelation of organization and government worth
The extravagant price of fifteen centavos in my breadcrumb sin
Of Barnabas elucidated and shadows both loved and hated
I never want to stop rocking with you
O, passion perpendicular on the River Dee in all remission running loose
As crafted up for the killer behind you for our good teasers
As for the pleasantries of having feathers
O, darn our reckless cry eight miles high
Back in Fayette we find it afresh
With fields to till and thresh
O, de Saint Amour and the poison I pour
Soon as the remedy long-boned O, wildness do your best
To but inquest on inborn haughtiness
And wedding portraits of multitude melancholy and madness....







Eighteen Thirty
5:18-18

Of clean almond eyes in articles and tenants
Our covenants we dare to make
Tell them it's for us in clear almond eyes
Until just a short time before as we build a wall around our hearts
In our dawn-colored vase and bears in the kitchen
In the dignity of latter day work
Where dromedaries lurk
Of chronic swollen glands content with warm hands
For the tirade in our voice forever to be free from this probation
In solidarity as in make truth to spangle for its rays
To shine in figure and similitude
Wanting things diverse to men today on fire for the Lord
And laws governing repentance
Happy is he that finds the light......






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