Tuesday, July 2, 2019

abduct

Cease To Abduct
2-18-19

Pardon me
I have a tendency of reconfirming
Thank you for understanding in omnipresent consciousness
As to obliterate the danger
O, guide me through and God give me the victory
Happiest survival in the valley
I was mistaken
O, thousand pardons
Hoping to do better next time
Of paint the pillage and pen the poem for piety prosperous
So difficult to learn in transition as wheels grind
And orange peels we are yet to find
As the killer instinct ceases to abduct to uproot the words
All for flowers of the field
Relieve the oppressed and plead for your black widow......





On Isaiah 1:18
2-18-19

As to plumb the cipher
No longer dumb for absence of quantity
By the message transmitted in monogamy of reign
Hard enough to gain and it's electric
No longer horizontal as well pretending to play it perpendicular
Utter sheer and absolute
O, day tripper of unitary universal getting down for such equanimity
O, God uproot the words that destroy not too late
Always too soon tonight full moon
Fratricidal Jesus has got this one
Come now let us reason together
Even while under the weather....






In Our Gobi
2-18-19

Ass out of you and me in surmising
Can that which is unsavoured be eaten without salt
All in pyramids and cubes in things my soul doth but refuse
As sorrowful meat and the white of the egg
Calling the wise mind middle ground prized find fiddle sound
Grant me the thing I long for
O, loose his hand obliterate this danger
In choosing to trust in the Most High
Safe in your own crowd
Time to walk over as soon as I finish this song
All to tell you I was wrong
Grant me the things I long for.....






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