Flowering It Up
8-23-19
Landing a punch
As sanding our hunch and buffing our bunch
In Browning o, blissful mouth keep up the gladness
Flowering it up as a parallel traveler
In a cause too hard for you and I
O, blue sky behind true wings to fly oft
But stricken in ecstatic gazing
Now afraid of dying in smoking inspiration
Our Arch angel unto thy face vanity
Where are you, my loving?
As some forsaken lamb does in its own jamb
Bond inward into souls afar.....
Another Insane Six Minutes
8-23-19
Dread not neither doubt it
As you write about it in Edrei
O, great river Euphrates as to dare to mention Hades
Among the ladies of the eighties
Be ready to answer and I will hear his songs of hallelujahs
Erst did go
They really got me as to give his beloved
Sleep for today of mummers' lead
Motering along one great relic weaned vision
Close and private rib most loving of you all
Just live for the now and look not for the know-how.....
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