The Dog Smokes It Too
12-23-19
Too many dog ears
A no-no according to a distant brother
Still out of control
To scheme awhile as to pine for perpendicular
On lucky days and fleshly resurrection for a wherewithal
Tree set before me not to worship as to famine
As our children sit on our floor for our barbed wire fence
His dog smoked it just as well
And the idea gives me a laugh in advertisements
Between air shows
Call it a third continual moment
As skies shall fall
With photo-gospel piriorette
Gain earsong in this account with Clement
As well sent from Rome....
Didache Precaution
12-23-19
To James and its recreation
Calling me names by this declaration
Among female contents
Welcome to my sanctuary
I mean not impose of our pagan gods
And a feel good message for pea pods
And marvelous escapes for the acts of Thecla
With a tender fried still out of control
About what I leave behind
I'm not here but indeed I am now
Where I saw a hawk among doves
Staying overnight by our Creek
Yet meek in that we still seek
For our awareness and a fish head opera
For the sawmill abandoned....
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