Sunday, September 23, 2018

food

Food For Men Of War
5-24-18

Pure love was her symptoms in taverns
Where served are fried mullet and coconut rice
And another bay quite nice with Jamaican punch
And soon going out to lunch more than allegorical
As most would say stick with the main Word
But I know there is more
O, behold Ammoron in readings of warfare
There is a peace that transcends all understanding
Come snake venom as the remedy hoisting our German flag
Playing games of telephone tag
Rendering their accounts at dawn prostrate at His feet
To beg a thousand pardons
In the land of our first inheritance
May today and tomorrow be pleasant
Insomuch as one is not robbed of his joy.....






Gid Taken (Without Bloodshed)
5-24-18

In a transient hotel for sailors
Watch your mouth even if you can't see it from this angle
For Rosebud cherubs and inflamed loins convinced at last
Take advantage of it today behold these things matter a great deal
In throats being cut for accounts at dawn and glory to the horizons uproarious
Greeting Thugut as to persuade him older and enlightened
And no more disillusioned like Saint Nicholas in each and every one of us
As campfire guards are enticed and Gid is taken without bloodshed
He said I was amazing and I must take a compliment graciously
As I'd be one to lower my defenses
Preparing in its strength....






To Beleriand
5-24-18

Proving it sufficient
Varnishing our patio
Given a ream to compose my mind that wanders
For confusion of first condolences for out bastion of Democracy
As to preserve its quality for many men packed in one tight door
If I can handle this then I can handle that
As Yea will be our word of joy and Nay a note of consolation
Be thankful my son for what you do get today
And God bless them proving it sufficient at Digna's Shriek of infinite friends
Of knights of the holy Sepulcher in the stacks at the Carnegie library
On my two bottom shelves and colonizers of dreams
For thieves planting flags and carrying crosses
I need some reassurance.....






On Leviticus 4:6
5-24-18

Arming our prisoners and emancipating all freemen
For pajamas under a pillow and a half bed to spare
For my darling feline friend
In change of opening sacks through restless foliage following my barefoot maid
As receiving the telegram in economic situations
And a need to prepare to go on my way
Come to my garden if you can't resist me
For shoulders in two
Greek style to take it easy as fresh gardenias of our preoccupation
O, half the day well spent in just this
Sprinkling it seven times before the veil
Hard and near by the backbone if ever I need you
When I feel alone cast the first stone....







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