Lee

Loving Lee In London
1-30-20

O, will I lead
Or do I need follow
O, how I bleed all that I can swallow
Back at the museum of modern art
With Greenberger and Lee in London
Combining sponteneity with speed
Giving sleep one more chance
In my own steel trap
Where I learn a lot about Jack
Where doors breathe and flow for creation and its methods unrevised
One night of no sleep is not going to kill me
But I can always say one more half hour payed for
Good success today in junkfood shopping....




Dealchoholized
1-30-20

O, wheat glory would be ours
Besides the facts of weariness and powers on a lonesome day
In poems for Marcia
O, will it ever be safe?
Waiting for its return and I still wait for you
For the rapture of components
Well, was I serious and O, am I ready to die?
As to have stuck fast and today try to drink my root beer first
As one to claim and keep the thirst
For its sentimental value
Wouldn't it be so nice if we could live in harmony
Arab and Jew
North and south
Existing as a mystery
As to have relisted our world history....





Chaptilize (Our New Technique)
1-30-20

Onto persisting rootstock
Twice we smite the rock
Given place to run and space to have our fun
Pardon not the pun
As it is Word memory that makes me slander
For awesome mystery all in peculiar tastes
Still lacking the line by the buzz doth but wane
And I still pay the sin tax to walk the line in books of sketches named
Our three gifts
Gold, myrrh and frankincense
And another day of sour duck authentic taste of genre
In faculties of associating twenty dollars in Canada back in America
Just in time for slumber and chapitalization....