Thursday, November 15, 2018

good thing

No Good Thing (In My Flesh)
8-29-18

Quickening the dead
The cat again is fed and I hope she holds it down
As so the law enters that offense might abound
Hallelujah, dead to sin but why live on in it
Sometimes wanting to get away from it all as news travels
Stony for broken grass
O, why fake being happy when joy is far from here
O, Abba Father for our kinsman for thy sake we are killed all the day long
As I am persuaded of a better place in a country that we can call home
To whom pertain the adoption....





Cross Examination
8-29-18

I find then a law warring in my members
In the creature itself and the creation of another bookshelf
You're not the only one whom faced adversity
In the emerald silo rusted from the inside
O, be our lawgiver but not for pride as ones purpose will be to advise
On the American viewpoint as to anoint and how might I assist you
As cross-examined to back up these statements of unbelief
In the green of my eyes
O, no more lies told in Bolsover....





Texaco Lockhead
8-29-18

And so I go home and take care of myself
In Trover Martin two ad two my bookshelf as Oxford educated in another lifetime
For the establishment closing in on freeling for Texaco Lockhead
Got to run soon as interests coincide at Bolsover Castle
In Cumberland pale with all progressive erosion
Needing to reshuffle priorities
Dead tired exhausted beyond belief in society consulting ones watch
Twisting the arms to the sea
His hands are stretched out still
And it shall cleave in truth like the veil over ones eyes
Of Jackdaws......





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