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Mink
11-7-18

Moses couldn't have written this
Seeing it to be Four Thousand B.C.
Catch me if you can calling her the Mother of all living
We walk through and take oasis
Serpent more subtle
I hope you find someone along the way
Among fugitives and vagabonds at Nod bearing Enoch
In artificers Adam begat Seth for further geneologies east of Eden
Our flaming sword come let us renew the kingdom where we're still here
Smiling at the walls semiaquatic and slealthlike
Our costume of dignity......





Silence Taught Him There
11-7-18

As government misled the public all about it unsuitably
In ones bad match in our miscellany of milestones for mistletoe glutinous
Missing the missive
Adam lives to be nine hundred and thirty
For our Mother of cloak and fishes, best wishes
Whimsical idols hid behind worldly faces
All for our newbegotten still yet bathing all for his much-wielded
Broom still sweeping the hallway
Consuming with our conveyance much distraction burdens the mind
No such need of these words ringing in ones bones....






Battles At Budapest
11-7-18

Survived election day by the hair on my chin shaven clean again
The morning after mousy and ineffectual and nondescript Hungary erupts again
In Milchener helping us to escape in our impassioned eloquence
And battles at Budapest for a few days delirious a little bit too serious
One of our major outcomes for penny pinchers all for pagentry of vintage
Using masked composites as to somewhat diminish
Go home and write some more for good health by subtlety and stealth....