Thursday, February 7, 2019

biped

Our Bipeds
11-7-18

For notions of glory and market gain Bipartisan
All for hardwood birch for bipeds in biospheres of biorhythm
No need for words and less for speaking biodegradable
O, what have I done and what have I omitted
Here and there voiceless like huge dumb beasts and a crumb at feasts
and the sum of good eats for the words that never quite crystallize
O, is not wheat harvest today in all remittance as to slacken and abate
For the reward of the command
Returning it to custody for notions of glory....





Destination: Here
11-7-18

In dilatory procrastination exempt temporarily
Eating pigeon pie as to remain our mandate suggesting hindrance
Three hundred cubits in length as brewed extra strength and everything is there for you
God sees that we are wicked as to share the magic earth corrupt
Transforming the conventional trying to make a cup last two hours in Doctorow
Every second a century as a fixed moral order in spirits bright
Soon out of sight destination right here and now.....





Christian Melodrama
11-7-18

Thirty cubits height
Fifty cubits width
It is what it's going to be
This is where you trust me for a blue and white Christmas
For the remainder of evergreens in Dreiser and commendable
Scholarship of Dreiserians for the uncut manuscript circumspect in prescriptions
Of all that is carnal after the Harder rejection
Consider chapter thirty-seven and capture its meaning and intent
In ones exterior supports already salivating over my next coffee for no such decline of Spirit....






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