Thursday, December 6, 2018

discotheque

Discotheque
9-21-18

In compliance to my own pleasure
Yet still seeing the command as the treasure like desperadoes boarding the bus
Writing my own blood role in that Jesus knows calling me the main Stoekick
Behold here is wisdom lest Oliver assist unto the residue
In no need to make it up concecrated and appointed
Not to be as water in that I am anointed by the glory of our two Schwarzers
Ah, the Americans O, are we as such
Alas, O Christians undoubtedly nom de guerne for its dependable level of discotheque
Lying in ruins old and withered sharing all of the hills
We are scattered like dry leaves savoring our fatherland
This is wisdom that we might obtain it
Feeling this reserve....





Gilbert
9-21-18

Purchased by the blood as bought by the saints
For all pens and paints
Back in Marseilles in the year of eighty
Often emulated in our embassy
Memories once blotted out
Come back strongly at Tehran as to initiate a way more straight
And a God so great back in the land of your inheritance
Where is the story of once being an outlaw
O, Cowdery assist as appointed to succor as we pucker for a smucker
As money buys the clothes next week and the cowboy will be me in closer proximity
And rows of houses where cattle graze in Signet Gilbert as appointed as anointed
Behold where is wisdom to try my best to refrain for all Corsican-run immeasurable....






In Marseilles
9-21-18

Welcome Equinox learning to live without you
Remembering Laurie Star that still signs an autograph
As to move ones blues in Tennessee lying westward heading toward the south
Time to open up your mouth as to reveal the land of all inheritance
Across the Due de Rome
The devil says I'm wasting my time unto the residue of elders take me back
To New Mexico
Father give me the power to have another prolific and productive day
In the valley of the quiver and many arrows to spare as to obtain my hunting license
As for fishing and a fowling more for the opera as to carry me away by another symphony
Direction given yea, my error again in the second pot
Unto which all nations shall come in the last days
And the calling was for me....






Injunctions
9-21-18

By the extraordinary million of anti-terrorism
In U.S. agencies she talks to me
Yea, I suppose I am as half the man
I'll get you some coffee merely a weigh station
In Blount well occupied remain in the present moment
As Alex inherits all ingenuity for that light rap at my door this evening
In Pat Cisco our first assignment
Something to suit the scholar with our darling plan
Greeting Alex's boss and neighboring Roman Catholics
One big happy family as the cliche try to say
That all of the songs sound alike in dharma as the principle end
As to establish the ideal and wait for his call or call him myself
In all etymology as pain and pleasure are transitory supersized.....







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