Reconnoitering
12-19-19
All things new to those of faith
In our subteranean design
Call him Legion for we are many
Going to battle with planned Necho
Neato our veto
Still resigning God's call as it seems to swallow
In a planet-sized grave
Art for all that I crave
Twelfth hours elapse
Reconnoitering in the realm of awesome mystery
Clear in plain sight
Here I am, send me
O, let rams plead and be the one to bleed
It would kill me to stay the extra night
As so the struggle continues
Reconnoitering.....
Who Am I? (I Cannot Speak)
12-19-19
Who art I
God knows I cannot speak
Out in the cold
Just to come in where it's warm
As to prepare a wild goat for my occipital fascination in Jenubbaal
Loving my icons now that I'm up and moving about
Faith over fear and love over doubt
Reeling in my Tonglen as I rejoice for another day
O, let Baal plead in an air of incredulity for a second opinion
It was only a label
What could I do but yield
As one to play the field and treat her like a lady
As to reevaluate it.....
Rattle And Roll
12-19-19
All systems check in Jerubbaal
For the murderers' shoe
A type of arranging around the news
Seeming to know God's will albeit Abiezrites in inexplicable labyrinths
Like a movie from the eighties keenly on the watch
On another literary adventure
O, venture out on another dentist day
Where I take my strawberry shakes where the protection
Is still open plead as the sky
And tell it that you had enough
Through the ancient soil
I still make it my own
Through the crust
Though the mangle
Leg to battle.....
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