Sunday, September 23, 2018

evangels

Evangels
5-24-18

Arriving by flying the flag on the park of the Evangels
Half in ruins throw some bread to the ducks in somber attire
Be quiet and feel it all around you
For scented pomade for our cataclysm
Two hundred golden pesos
Good news, the shelving units are assembled 
Sometime this weekend
Along our arcaded passageway remembering games
That throw their curve ball as shadows fester
Obsessed with their words of wisdom
But still not following the wonders of sword swallowing
For women and children resolving it upon its strategem
To obtain prisoners
Keep it rolling for Jesus of high council
And General Conference dated back to nineteen seventy
At the park of evangels
Just to keep up with her.....






Escelastica
5-24-18

Everything in due course from the reading lesson
Of allowing words to jump off the page
No longer disquieted at the academy doing my own temple work
In spaces between with improbable virtues
A simple note written on both sides
For flocks, herds, schools and prides
Arriving at the roads of accountability
You're a mother to my world as to administer it on this happy day
I save my appetite all for our bastion as fortified
As preserving some quality in something magical
About the telegraph greeting Escolastica in open-air repetition
Learning to change my ways in not giving in quite as easily
Wearing a narrow tunic O crowned goddess
Sure to be seen now that I'm finally green....






Florentino
5-24-18

For homeopathic practitioners also alarmed by our patient's condition
All for the breadsticks please enjoy responsibly
Showing oneself among the leaves that at last are green
Between the Brandywine and the Far Downs
Coming back almost every afternoon
It is a flower of promises raising the embroidery frame
Go now for you have tigers to tame as to resemble the turmoil of love
And another one hundred eighty sheets front and back
As we negotiate for these exchanges therefore I write an epistle
To those with ears to hear concerning the justice hiding it in her bodice
And I want a streetlight but I need a yield sign
Where Daza did not raise his eyes for our Florentino.....







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