Horatio

Enter Horatio
10-31-18

More things in heaven Horatio that are dreamed of
In your philosophy crossing ones crucible making waves beneath the eye
Let me tell you something to tilt it with candor for a compensation come November
Most of the leaves have turned as Obed begat Jesse
O, whack here inharmonious cooing from Pasadena
Over the wall to slide down in a basket
O, sweet child of a hopeful future observatory down the steep hillside
Yet to decompose incongruous
Yea, appalling so and monstrous and marvellous.....





Gut Slowly Twisting
10-31-18

Ninety percent guesswork yet surviving
Living for this profession in English literature penitentiaries
Language most fashionable callous of oneself greeting Crandall as a grandson
Of a pianist in two Catholic churches thinking how all in me and you as distinguished
Like so many rich as to sew another stitch losing it all including ones head
For French words into the ears of rich American children for our great inheritance
Go home and put on another batch.....





Es-Tu Encore
10-31-18

Author of century
Poet of decade
In a rage against heaven in Fred Mustard Steward
Learning to forgive myself
I do believe I see it much clearer as to do the kinsmen's part
And make kinship a work of art
Behold we winnoweth barley tonight in the threshingfloor
Yet fabric of iron ore by forty years of surviving it for sieur de rochefort
We lose it all again in grinding poverty
Instead all is fulfilling save ten percent on everything here
For futile dreaming for mon cher fils Es-Tu encore enrhume....