Behold, There Are Many
10-10-18
While others he flattereth away
Driving the remnants of us
Don't miss the bus
Behold all inhabitings as to tumble to the earth
Great abundant earth must needs tremble
And today I get what I want and need
By my name we will pass onward
All for Childe Roland in high hopes
Catching the half human vessels of clay in our gunslingers' world
Even worse than words we meet brother Jake at the desert way station
Not much time to think today as tumbling to the earth on a more upbeat tune
Just as she stands judged out of the books written twas witnessed
So here's your letter from home as some still say we have enough
Bible weal be it to the Gentiles in that they still seek
As the sun makes the scene....
It's A Wonderful Tale
10-10-18
Like gnomes preferring the dark like vampires
Staying out of the sunlight seeking sanction and asylum
To any peacefulness that could be
It is prepared for them by red peppers grow against that which is abominable
To make ones flesh ones arm as one to mind my own posture and feel the ground
Beneath my feet suddenly withdrawn for no real reason as your seed shall proceed
To wait out the line and see to the need
O, the things we do for love in a note as from a single place
In another wonderful tale of when I would set sail upon the Aegean
As sealed up again upon seas of satisfaction and all is well with my soul
As to suppose where we run as if to meet the moon.....
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