discard

Discard Not
11-28-18

In the final dispensation so they say
As the native lie in waiting
Wishing for you and yours in talk and simple things
And another Turkish delight
Take this how you will where I still see my cobra on the wall
O how but being at the temple grounds to rove around
As Christmas seems to be my love by a Priesthood to strengthen
As to be the example in a land of beauty and abundance
As the power needs it to achieve its mission
In the visions of utopia all for the surf up
Fill the cup.....





As Ready To Arrive
11-28-18

In a need for the experience
In want for doctrine bitter and sweet be not the quitter among the elite
Which is Welch as to sew or stitch psyched to get planted in priesthood importance
All for Doctor Seuss books and juice looks at one's own work to come to see it
You can always ask for a blessing in this conversion in power to create
As one to go dabbling at Twin Falls not just one body
Where we live below our privelages
O, ask a blessing!






Our Spillane (In Their Gould)
11-28-18

Soon safe at home base
The skin of ones face
There couldn't have been a better place
On one lonely night all for the author of the killing man
The old man stirs in ones fortieth anniversary editions
He pretends that she's still there in Hammerin and in Spillane
Still beloving in it as the picture is faded as to be jilted and jaded
In a flashing suspense it keeps getting better in hard hitting thrillers to cut and slice it
Much too willing of sophisticated intrigue for tantalizing.....