Sunday, November 18, 2018

chariot

Chariots Of Gods
9-18-18

Verbatim she mentions
To the recording of black filthy following future fruition
All things delivered what man should be among you where I break on the flow
Highly recommended as to depart at the preaching of Jonas
All things to be delivered unto me
I'm not here on business
Is there a man alive to tell the story about using a little bit too much
Table bashing in ones vitality by progression from innocence barely visible
Another of the four beasts saying "Come and see"
Who could not but imagine
For gore and mail on dead run....





Our Glorious Unorthodox Vertigo
9-18-18

For planets' soil the rain lets up for the time being
Looking younger than what we imagined with new material of old ideas
Refurbished and best-kept secrets of Christendom south of France a century ago
As life recreates dying just a little more and if to inquire of double doors
On the judge's bench not so bad of stench at least for now from life alone
To life as one on our freeway of fruition parchments to be found to reveal to stark
Truth today not this endeavor been in vain.....






Juniper Jumps In
9-18-18

Dog ear unintentional beyond what I can but fathom
Think not now as your journey's just begun
For Baker and Taylor alert all by faith that stands upon a rocky foundation
As not to sink in the sands of time stood up again and provocative
This passion soon again pacifies as Willie sings, "My way"
Just for something more I can say of little flowers of Saint Francis in Raphael Brown
Not to bring them down for fine considerations of further stimuli
Dreaming of bookshelves in Windlor and brother Juniper jumps in....





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