Thursday, March 21, 2019

Heinemann

Hello, Heinemann
1-15-19

As to see what might have been
As everyone has a right to it
I dub thee Heinemann and consider the orb
Where I label you
Stepping down from that spiritual corporate ladder
To see you at ground level where a smile goes a long way in McTaggart
Of well-researched examination of oneself finding our place in reality
And our place in all by the introduction transgressing and greeting
In my own way I take a beating as to return to the here and now
To suffer it and allow....





Ignite The Gifted
1-15-19

Slighting shifted signs igniting the gifted
How to's and whys never begins it
Down my shaded nonstrils one and eightpence
short as to admonish and exhort for you and those who dwell in Laodocea
She's mt sister and my teacher thwarting my speech rudely
O, threaten no more one and eightpence
Watching of the reconfirmed sleepy Hobble de los
O, is it playing the fifth album again rattling my own chains
Dreaming for the call in time and space
Even such is limited fishing us out by the slack of breaches
In our pristine beauty....





Behold A Whirlwind
1-15-19

Dear Adam love ere on the macadam
Taking sick leave
O, there was a girl in the case opened
And pried ajar
Drink the devil till we go Adelite
O, the preeminent glory forever trying what has become
In prayer of persuasive words with the spotlight on you flipping over to Ezekiel
That means more poetry for my big blue book in judgment and in glory
Off the new days than making the contrast in significance of blacking
Nothing is lacking by starlight in a hurry to bury coloring it white...






Where Love Has Just Begun
1-15-19

Sixth century before Christ
Back to the meaning of life in a moment where love has just begun
Peas and corn much better than fleas and porn
For parasites and hosts and other holy ghosts in the notes
Looking at fishing photographs just for laughs
Capering with ones own umbrella
As they call me the ruby of India accepting Christian burial
For as son Leopold where it never gets old
Broken is the promise on the occasion of his first vision
And today I am in love with something new
Out of its midst like the color of amber....





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