Saturday, November 3, 2018

Delaware

Along The Delaware
8-1-18

Kitt noticed me and I smiled making my day
The ropes start to shake for humility
Suggesting our copy cat as I recreate it all in Spindler
She's alive somewhere
Behold I was with great hopes bloodcurdling and romantic
In rashes of resurrections Kitt says hello and I am enamored as killer takes all
And lovers give it all away as the build the tower of Babel anew
Along the Delaware crossing to New Jersey
Good fish in the midst of all decadence....





Ripcord
8-1-18

Weeding out my gardens where brambles thrive with the roses of meaning
Not eradicated as to be transparent and come out and say it
In flesh not one good thing for lust is temporal and love is eternal
Where I look for the beat of my own drum
Here is the song of my charity
A slave and therefore brave
I go home and write some more
And then head out for therapy
Where the vista I see now is changing
As to solve our worldly mysteries that fall upon active ears
To but unplug
Peace at last when I return back by four
Greeting Grace by the poor....







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