In Eglin
6-25-10
Turning each trio of cards
Slapping them clean today
Be assertive and request personal space
As to march it to her
Yea, I stand and it's the best that I can do
Now don't rush off uneasy supporting ones knees in Eglin
What did they want to tell us yesterday dearly I implore
Like the enamel to erode
He's only trying to help you out
So stay a little longer and in it grow stronger
Sorting all letters
Apostle Paul was the man
In times of trials
Before I became a fool
In Eglin.....
Rubbing Elbows (With Ida)
6-25-19
In narrow Abalone rubbing elbows
She's on her throne
Yea, listen to your crocodile and smile
Nothing to do O, sandcast silver turtle
Be not prey in lobbies deserted
I love all of them as burnt clay in Gering
Sons behind bound and freed
Don't you look back for bubblehead doper
Our Arlotta common knowledge
Even in the dim light out in dawning lots of Walmarts
Our streetlights burning still
Yearning back in uniform bursting in strength
Rubbing elbows.....
First One In
6-25-19
Sanguinary on ones reservation
I think she likes you
Back in Montana nowhere at last
I count the hours pumping ones gas petal
Redeeming the dent
I kick it again
As I break out a fresh pen
As our car rocks forward
Could this be a day without you
At our own Gulf station we spare our feet
And she never stoops to be the first one in
By our membership at Village Video
Tucking his chin into his neck
Where accountability is distasteful....
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