plainness

A Soul To Delight In Plainness
9-24-18

O, second wind
God knows we all have sinned
And you need to believe in something
Second pot needs not be an error sometimes hoping that I get caught
Back to Oklahoma in my frontal lobe as to spin the strobe in Hawthorne
With the insight of foolishness the nice way of explaining stupidity in all cupidity
And the embrace of many strangers in years of our painter's presence
Proud in piety on a downhill run to somewhere for insatiable appetites as the reflection
Is as the image for idolatry just as natural as your next move seeing the insanity
In my own face as to later on be empowered in the anecdote of Gilbert Stuart
Because you know I'm still in love with you......





My Good!
9-24-18

Continuing as to be
she was to flee for new used books and my Christmas tree
Up insanely early this go around sharing something precious
Beware when the world loveth you so it is written all about my old cat
That still thinks she's a kitten in ways existential in Hawthorne
That the name doesn't wear it out
Thinking to leave the bed for the street
God knows why we do what we do and such a thought
Makes it a whole lot easier on my conscience
As to conquer the last enemy and turn up the music
To block out that car alarm
Leaving the money and the game behind me
For Willie and Waylon and gnashing of teeth down in Charlestown
Carolina more realistic
Coffee is served
My good!




Just Another Aion
9-24-18

Everyone I've ever known wrapped up in oneness
For north and Seventh east and west
Beast, the best as ceased the pest
And God know's I've tried among the colonists
Where the sermon on the mount is our constitution
And I'm living it up and I'm being a gentleman but not too proud
Half a kilometer closer fear not Amanda
But rather love her as a sister for Huguenot in the neighborhood
As I make the most of today in Jesus of whom I am not ashamed
For heretical Protestants into West Texas in our great round-towered chateau Idyllic
All in the lands in Emillion
Thanks a billion and thank you for your support
As to embrace ones weakness in meekness.....






Mahogany Empowerment
9-24-18

As fathers dictate
I get to the bottom of that melted plastic smell
In my quarters in hopes to clear the air
And have not the fear of that scape-coming from Tipp City, Ohio
Weary and tired of hating as simple joys emerge
Don't try to answer as I suffer sorrow untold in another parable
This one not so terrible in growth unsubstantial and aspects of the kingdom
In big-little words of encouragement so easy to say and hard to do
Where the true church is my pearl of great price
And I step out for a fix
Yea, my good all for mahogany wood cast into the furnace
In death, the last enemy under his feet as to paint the view
In that I still love you......