Monday, November 12, 2018

bandits

Truth For Bandits
8-28-18

Not to pass away until fulfilled
Back where you started  in this time killed
Go west and do your best
If they receive it not then simply jest
As heavens and earth pass away all for avengers of fate
As eyes are enlightened by the length of mustaches and red tail lights
And ex-merchants as to enter Roven by our own sentinels
Of course a horse and in uniforms in tatters for grain
Of our growing pain
In Prussian's warriors of circumstances
Passed in truth for bandits....






As Arousing The Interior
8-28-18

In boule de sulf leading to a higher state of consciousness
In brilliant helmets of dragoons and free-shooters in our neighboring woods
Of murderous accoutrements fear has no place where there is love
As the picture of the leaf does it for me
Sight of the eyes better than the wandering of desire
Echoing to the sound of glory in a tolerable atmosphere
Rich enough to get down my line
Down the river into Croisset near to Dieppedalle
O, femme fattale and unknown heroins of mute attacks of interior ones of her two sons
For Biessant marines.....







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