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Standing Without
5-28-18

O, to imagine life without a body
How bad can it be?
In our good man all to but sea as rivers run down
And it's better this way of plant out of place in Hazy Ian
Our introduction
Me and my dreams
The event is cake
One day at a time
O, without the five senses
How do we taste it to get it right
As Jesus is the gate and not anything we can do of ourselves
In Nahab and Abihu offering strange fire
Why prolong the agony
Just go and see cheating off of myself
Of '94 as one to choose to want more like a treble cleft
As in petty theft might as well break out the spell
At least I have something to be happy about!





Logical Positivism
5-28-18

Of personality and volition please explain to me your condition
All for democratic dynamo and emancipation
Proclamation in our jester and our Writ of Habeus Corpus
Answering Ghazali's strictness of temporal creation incompatible
With what we can come to know as in Marxist Leninism and logical positivism
Now a historical curiosity that gave nine more lives to my old cat
In all incoherence for Averroes on Aristotle shifting it into throttle
As lights go down in Nashville in the year of '09
Show us a sign and bows of wooden composite and trajectory
Bringing consolation for the letters in me
Let's have another go of it
God doth work through you.....





Marlowe Revisited
5-28-18

If we let it all be to our trajectory
I can at last be me clear of its surround sound
Still earthly bound and with the joy that follows
According to free choice of graphite and ceramic
And the smell of grass
One day lasts a thousand years
Fighting gravity fall not of carbon filter
I almost backed out of it as so it is a miracle that I am here today
Eleven needs not to be quite as ominous for Plactus and Terence
And aldermen elected governing our council for my sugared sonnets
And unlettered yokes I had no knuckles  yet to crack
For another stymie one inch from the hole
All is well with my soul all for Marlowe
It doesn't make it as to confuse hypothesis with conjecture
And weal and woe for folk of our egg yolk.....