Cenobium

My Favorite Rabbit Named Cenobium
2-1-19

Not just another hundred dollar habit down trails of my favorite rabbit
As love demands a complete inner transformation
Through our verba seniorun persona occurring naturally
Coffee is on as to shake it with my dark side but not out of pride
Needing a little bit more to fill the void as so my first weed made me paranoid
How lofty are we in all immense humility
It's all poetry to me as if I had known it by heart
Soon to make a fresh start in our Cerobium for emperors of consortinance....





One For Our Gifted
2-2-19

For ye my people another pot of coffee
And I just let it happen for ones own best interest like the Paphnutius of Anatole
Somewhere outside the borders of France back in the Sunday funny papers
I used to collect thinking I would make a fortune as the old school is growing more intense
Returning wholeheartedly at the foot of old glory in Senex of monastic vocation
Choosing a new location in all preferences our great compromise for ye my people
Needing more of it to fill the void
Where I meet you suddenly back on it....





In Sappho
2-2-19

Behind my eyes to keep the most of me in deep prayer and contemplation
In a reunion of my own intention and memories of after school detention
And small danger in quietism as this involvement is more complete
As to compare the two sacred letters to myself
As to defy compulsion and strike our fearlessly in the part of me that still is
In froth, foam and fizz for references and soon it's tomorrow
For a sermon to borrow in peace and coolness
Where the prisoner is a bleeding vein of my aorta for firecrackers.....