On Isaiah 15:9 (Aster)
5-19-20
Catherine is the name of the most bold
To write such at this one for each blessed lab in my numerator
As by us dry and sour where on our caught hastened violinist
And one cannon Christen contemporary challenged up and destroyed
To learn you to sea onions bring just by me again
For rural files of the herring
Watch and pray up all the way
To ones bliss under a quarantine ecstatic listening
O, what this is and what sin is bliss?
What Inn Is This
5-19-20
Who are those bold among the Necromancer
Again the warnings appearing in preparation
Choosing slow my cup comes in tomorrow
Where the mind
O, behold what Eve in Jesus' name
Way to go old as one to rid the fathers and the orphan
We are this below to take up the crowbar
Caring about oneself
Is not Hamath like drawn skin
A pure whore she might swing to and fro
Setting fires on the heathen
Argumentative among the time of three
We must as driving day in woo and orphaning ratio
O, what inn is this?
Friday, July 31, 2020
Wednesday, July 29, 2020
hey
I Utter, Hey You
5-19-20
As to seek refuge in conversation
In our share of night to but mean therefore Isthar
A little bit more poetic in sugar differences
I keep but quivering for a method to suppose
To mold us into life
Back for the time being
In eastern climatic instant
To this cause in enchantments
I could not toss for myself in each eclectic inwards
A joy of jubilee to want ones word
Ostensibly all in crown attendance
In a realm of chicken and on the plane of winter
I am not a quitter but this owl says "who"
And I utter, "hey you"....
5-19-20
As to seek refuge in conversation
In our share of night to but mean therefore Isthar
A little bit more poetic in sugar differences
I keep but quivering for a method to suppose
To mold us into life
Back for the time being
In eastern climatic instant
To this cause in enchantments
I could not toss for myself in each eclectic inwards
A joy of jubilee to want ones word
Ostensibly all in crown attendance
In a realm of chicken and on the plane of winter
I am not a quitter but this owl says "who"
And I utter, "hey you"....
distance
Of Sharp Distance (And Body Spray)
5-18-20
As I color her clementine
For more to earn this crown on word searches
Suffering strange churches
O, can the sailor understand for countenance
As to tame souls of the sea
Strolling softly upon a crown of thorns
Living up to this name as to inquire
To mostly avoid this crimson-like for another seagull
As it happens each day and we pay the price
Where owls are superior to man
As we can know him
As one ritual delays for all
Come one more step outside
And one more squirrel to feed
To lurch ones head ostensible in our craving of night
To ration....
Ostensible
5-18-20
Under lackadaisical landowners
For recreational nefarious for each beloved hour
Of show business
O, what a profitable day
As we must inquire of Lot
Wake me to be wooed but not weary
In all I look for where thumb nails flow
We are these to botch on our own toes
In such a lot as this warmth upon a plate of course keen
A quivering in another instant to be in
When I'm all stirred up and Jesus is with me by each revolver house
She cares as if doing it all wrong and such is a title of my new song
And black bliss to build as we fill in the spaces.....
Paying All Anguish
5-18-20
Settling for an apartment not to covet those with a mansion
For all expansion for this eclair instant behold what grows ruddy fires
That still burn for a fourth snare of greenish olive
In small wooden boxes and bloody immense wherewith is hidden treasure
Praying for a sound rimed on as one hour outings
In keen and quivering ratio in mechanical nefarious
O, what is this?
Three and a half months without the smoke
Aspiring tomatoes flow to pence a fullness soon time to head on down
And hook up.....
5-18-20
As I color her clementine
For more to earn this crown on word searches
Suffering strange churches
O, can the sailor understand for countenance
As to tame souls of the sea
Strolling softly upon a crown of thorns
Living up to this name as to inquire
To mostly avoid this crimson-like for another seagull
As it happens each day and we pay the price
Where owls are superior to man
As we can know him
As one ritual delays for all
Come one more step outside
And one more squirrel to feed
To lurch ones head ostensible in our craving of night
To ration....
Ostensible
5-18-20
Under lackadaisical landowners
For recreational nefarious for each beloved hour
Of show business
O, what a profitable day
As we must inquire of Lot
Wake me to be wooed but not weary
In all I look for where thumb nails flow
We are these to botch on our own toes
In such a lot as this warmth upon a plate of course keen
A quivering in another instant to be in
When I'm all stirred up and Jesus is with me by each revolver house
She cares as if doing it all wrong and such is a title of my new song
And black bliss to build as we fill in the spaces.....
Paying All Anguish
5-18-20
Settling for an apartment not to covet those with a mansion
For all expansion for this eclair instant behold what grows ruddy fires
That still burn for a fourth snare of greenish olive
In small wooden boxes and bloody immense wherewith is hidden treasure
Praying for a sound rimed on as one hour outings
In keen and quivering ratio in mechanical nefarious
O, what is this?
Three and a half months without the smoke
Aspiring tomatoes flow to pence a fullness soon time to head on down
And hook up.....
Tuesday, July 21, 2020
headlines
Past The Headlines (Fly There Be)
5-18-20
Five days on my countdown
To my milestone as more effective
His enough
No more feeling down
Now that Jesus is in town
As in beseeching me
How still the riddle lies
O, how can our tailor understand me
If I cannot even make an appointment for divine inebriation
In loveliness to gaze upon and to fool your magic
As one digging ready for all for a mighty lowercase T
She says I can do a whole lot better than that
On one misty afternoon
Now this was behooved me
As to have proven me past the headlines....
5-18-20
Five days on my countdown
To my milestone as more effective
His enough
No more feeling down
Now that Jesus is in town
As in beseeching me
How still the riddle lies
O, how can our tailor understand me
If I cannot even make an appointment for divine inebriation
In loveliness to gaze upon and to fool your magic
As one digging ready for all for a mighty lowercase T
She says I can do a whole lot better than that
On one misty afternoon
Now this was behooved me
As to have proven me past the headlines....
stoop
Stooping In Flesh
5-18-20
Hungry again
Out by ten to purchase a new pen
For twisting remarks and great white throne judgement slags
O, bless the wound
O, how many times like lotus vines risen
Let's pick it as to now run for the trick of bark and meow
To control in us so dark as we are cranked
As to shuffle on the floor and make peace
Where we make war in strung out words
As a spider folds new Levis
Upon the red dawn I see it only happening
To die unopened for lotus birds of love
In sink over the rising where we do battle....
No Such Elegy (Glam bellied)
5-18-20
As to plow the shrieking cross
Under windows moons in the way
She walks in a style made up to the category
As the first limit of day by ermine moth's twittering remains
And a slice of cheese tossed upon the driver's seat
Where branch rocks as to bend and I'm back on course
O, what is the man as to see its egg wandering
And we still take you afresh
With desolate do not's on your mark
On ones misted afternoon as it ensued alongside footmen
In chamber strife and throngs in bumblebee
No such elegy....
5-18-20
Hungry again
Out by ten to purchase a new pen
For twisting remarks and great white throne judgement slags
O, bless the wound
O, how many times like lotus vines risen
Let's pick it as to now run for the trick of bark and meow
To control in us so dark as we are cranked
As to shuffle on the floor and make peace
Where we make war in strung out words
As a spider folds new Levis
Upon the red dawn I see it only happening
To die unopened for lotus birds of love
In sink over the rising where we do battle....
No Such Elegy (Glam bellied)
5-18-20
As to plow the shrieking cross
Under windows moons in the way
She walks in a style made up to the category
As the first limit of day by ermine moth's twittering remains
And a slice of cheese tossed upon the driver's seat
Where branch rocks as to bend and I'm back on course
O, what is the man as to see its egg wandering
And we still take you afresh
With desolate do not's on your mark
On ones misted afternoon as it ensued alongside footmen
In chamber strife and throngs in bumblebee
No such elegy....
Friday, July 17, 2020
antic
Two Weeks, No Smoke (Now Antic)
2-19-20
Calling it moderate and no more melodramatic
Accepting my missions of he tablet
Back to set the folder hath today again the later on take care of business
Calling for watermellon wizard deeds yet to do as determined with new techniques
Of the stroke of the pen given another interior check
Well done again honoring my own Gotham like a ghost
All in Samson's details and new techniques going back to Gaza
To cry in writ for myself at the gate two whetstones
Two weeks no smoke
All for awhile
Live for ice
Pepsi challenge....
2-19-20
Calling it moderate and no more melodramatic
Accepting my missions of he tablet
Back to set the folder hath today again the later on take care of business
Calling for watermellon wizard deeds yet to do as determined with new techniques
Of the stroke of the pen given another interior check
Well done again honoring my own Gotham like a ghost
All in Samson's details and new techniques going back to Gaza
To cry in writ for myself at the gate two whetstones
Two weeks no smoke
All for awhile
Live for ice
Pepsi challenge....
linemirror
Cry Linemirrors
2-18-20
Some say the devil is easy
Of those that deny the truth
Seemingly the only way to move on
In a preacher's vision of a puppy
Something we wanted but for God's best interest
We did not receive knowing the burden in taking care
For such that swim between the ribs
And I'm back from my Shakespearian trip through the bardoes
Of all antiquity like mirrors to one blood along the harbor
Where gulls cry and I purge like more in returning to the leaders
Of withdrawl......
Struggling In Cessation
2-19-20
Letting it unfold
Now that I'm in from the cold
Hammering by the harbor while the spare limbs
Are still in shock breaking Florida's promises as so he says
Just let it unfold
And if this is all I can do for myself
Sobeit as first swim between our ribs
Alongside garlic meat ladies from here and there
First day back
Two weeks no smoke
In the Lord I thrive in what I remember
For in a cafe and what I don't mean
Could be a remedy in our edifice
And meshed fruit bag to Doctor Kennedy.....
Ginger And Garlic
2-19-20
As they make their way
Looking on photographs of death's cats still alive in my heart
At Stonehenge struggling in cessation forever in my farce and pasture relentless
By ginger and garlic as walls entomb us in ones experimental beard
Soon time to shave it off and get back to being the real me
Wanting my voice back so that I might sing on a reigning trip to the assembly
Most Sundays knowing my next prudent step into cessation and captivity
For noonlike chimes silver tears
Mama, it's getting so hard
Thanks for being there!
2-18-20
Some say the devil is easy
Of those that deny the truth
Seemingly the only way to move on
In a preacher's vision of a puppy
Something we wanted but for God's best interest
We did not receive knowing the burden in taking care
For such that swim between the ribs
And I'm back from my Shakespearian trip through the bardoes
Of all antiquity like mirrors to one blood along the harbor
Where gulls cry and I purge like more in returning to the leaders
Of withdrawl......
Struggling In Cessation
2-19-20
Letting it unfold
Now that I'm in from the cold
Hammering by the harbor while the spare limbs
Are still in shock breaking Florida's promises as so he says
Just let it unfold
And if this is all I can do for myself
Sobeit as first swim between our ribs
Alongside garlic meat ladies from here and there
First day back
Two weeks no smoke
In the Lord I thrive in what I remember
For in a cafe and what I don't mean
Could be a remedy in our edifice
And meshed fruit bag to Doctor Kennedy.....
Ginger And Garlic
2-19-20
As they make their way
Looking on photographs of death's cats still alive in my heart
At Stonehenge struggling in cessation forever in my farce and pasture relentless
By ginger and garlic as walls entomb us in ones experimental beard
Soon time to shave it off and get back to being the real me
Wanting my voice back so that I might sing on a reigning trip to the assembly
Most Sundays knowing my next prudent step into cessation and captivity
For noonlike chimes silver tears
Mama, it's getting so hard
Thanks for being there!
Thursday, July 9, 2020
moonchild
Even The Moonchild Gives Thanks
2-5-20
See in a Spirit that slithers on
I call her by name
Dancing gracefully and astonishing
To still grieve as I'm to but celebrate her lingering
Inquiring of Isis and packing Aklyonof
Snow as a luxury sign in marvelous multicolored and milk that only lasts a week
In meat that perishes
I will write my night in the underground within us
I do all I do for Jesus today in such a graceful manifestation
Again I am clean and fair indeed at Vladimir....
Alligator Breath (A Smoker's Residue)
2-5-20
Used by the Spirit of violet image for the court
In this kind of call of justice and wet breath of alligators
Soon under the knife this time around listen for the image of violation
For the vision of victory in Jesus
My prison cell is my sanctuary at peace with pen in hand
Black rubber microscopes
I rock on to what you call music
And to carve away it of the devil's
Now time before I double up with so many things
Yet to shake on a live wire
Blackbird like a nightmare....
"Pick It Up!"
2-5-20
Look in the grass and arrive at this image
Before you refine now that you've made it
Twenty more times soon give it to reiterate
As Hamlet of new hope
Yea, the damage is done
And the milkshake makes it as a room to pray on it
To disengage on the floor a used pen
And a rightly forty one had made a poem about almost anything
As the conscience says "Pick it up!"
And still we procrastinate
Where the cherub signifies where the doctrine
Going along with the salt and gurgling tired of reading the signs on the wall
From within faith bid fall and which facts did fail with family.....
2-5-20
See in a Spirit that slithers on
I call her by name
Dancing gracefully and astonishing
To still grieve as I'm to but celebrate her lingering
Inquiring of Isis and packing Aklyonof
Snow as a luxury sign in marvelous multicolored and milk that only lasts a week
In meat that perishes
I will write my night in the underground within us
I do all I do for Jesus today in such a graceful manifestation
Again I am clean and fair indeed at Vladimir....
Alligator Breath (A Smoker's Residue)
2-5-20
Used by the Spirit of violet image for the court
In this kind of call of justice and wet breath of alligators
Soon under the knife this time around listen for the image of violation
For the vision of victory in Jesus
My prison cell is my sanctuary at peace with pen in hand
Black rubber microscopes
I rock on to what you call music
And to carve away it of the devil's
Now time before I double up with so many things
Yet to shake on a live wire
Blackbird like a nightmare....
"Pick It Up!"
2-5-20
Look in the grass and arrive at this image
Before you refine now that you've made it
Twenty more times soon give it to reiterate
As Hamlet of new hope
Yea, the damage is done
And the milkshake makes it as a room to pray on it
To disengage on the floor a used pen
And a rightly forty one had made a poem about almost anything
As the conscience says "Pick it up!"
And still we procrastinate
Where the cherub signifies where the doctrine
Going along with the salt and gurgling tired of reading the signs on the wall
From within faith bid fall and which facts did fail with family.....
fidelity
Finding Fish Fidelity
2-5-20
Here the birth and death of life's unknown this here pen
My thrice token so many sad for ones never act to parchment
For long blonde beauty stock tiptoeing
That in many there is hamlet as Ge says is yet unpredictable
Hastening the tall of a snake in no such time squandered
Ibex upon him and live
Call it an Earth called to the season
The meat of ones shirt and a good heart of matched ongoing backtracking
With a reason to carry on to begin florin posterity
He will be dearly missed....
One More Bummer Before I Go To The End Of The Earth
2-5-20
Writing loftier in my note
I take on seizing the day as if they were individuals
More than fortunate in this computer magic
Yet to be remastered pleasing it for lemonade and iced tea
Following it for all to see where fairy tales are just as gruesome as the horror movie
And in such astonishment it couldn't be more gluttony
Finding out about the fish dipped in tartar like sunbathing halfway blind
We are all one in the corn only she dares to go today
As I love like I am dying for a burger before to go to the ends of the earth.....
As Harlots Herald Hourly
2-5-20
Fold at six
Devil's up to his same old tricks
Is this your choice whom to in rooms believe in books
And jackpots and the purpose of the longevity and moon upon hamlets that herald hourly
Backtracking to places of pure beast and primal mares of steel
Maiden of Iron mixed with clay and never to finish
Even whom God says the job is done
Where anathema is a celebration in artificial lures
Made as dear as praises bestowed as dreams
I would not remember where chance is so much more than life....
2-5-20
Here the birth and death of life's unknown this here pen
My thrice token so many sad for ones never act to parchment
For long blonde beauty stock tiptoeing
That in many there is hamlet as Ge says is yet unpredictable
Hastening the tall of a snake in no such time squandered
Ibex upon him and live
Call it an Earth called to the season
The meat of ones shirt and a good heart of matched ongoing backtracking
With a reason to carry on to begin florin posterity
He will be dearly missed....
One More Bummer Before I Go To The End Of The Earth
2-5-20
Writing loftier in my note
I take on seizing the day as if they were individuals
More than fortunate in this computer magic
Yet to be remastered pleasing it for lemonade and iced tea
Following it for all to see where fairy tales are just as gruesome as the horror movie
And in such astonishment it couldn't be more gluttony
Finding out about the fish dipped in tartar like sunbathing halfway blind
We are all one in the corn only she dares to go today
As I love like I am dying for a burger before to go to the ends of the earth.....
As Harlots Herald Hourly
2-5-20
Fold at six
Devil's up to his same old tricks
Is this your choice whom to in rooms believe in books
And jackpots and the purpose of the longevity and moon upon hamlets that herald hourly
Backtracking to places of pure beast and primal mares of steel
Maiden of Iron mixed with clay and never to finish
Even whom God says the job is done
Where anathema is a celebration in artificial lures
Made as dear as praises bestowed as dreams
I would not remember where chance is so much more than life....
Poseidon
Pass The Poseidon Please
2-5-20
More leaven for those who keep on trying
And home again but not in defeat
In this I do the research
Face down in my own well
Go down and but time's ascension
Yea, still hardening as ever still confusing pews zero
And to parchment and poems get us to be written in the rights
When the now and stars are shifting
It's beautiful to heal by the sea
O, give it a hand and flip the switch
Never to quench it calling it not a glitch
This is what I have
Go Detroit in another fertile ingredient
By these ideas that fill my mind
Craving the kind....
Ge Spoke
2-5-20
O, peaceful sojourn
Hill to come back as a surfer
Cast iron caution to the wind
God knows I have sinned
Still I harden my heart like the Pharaoh
That speaks out more circling the track
There I have it where it is
One such still grinding at the mill
Living like I am dying
Circling all tracks come February fifth
Still pressing onward within thou deep sunned eyes
With many murders spent
Let it go to waste
Where our power is still up for dirty shins
Losses and wins.....
Magic In New Hope (Clad)
2-5-20
As spiels move
There is a man within new hope
Yet glad in the vesture mad
By the fact of like reborn to a noise spring
As you are setting it up
O, hush ones popcorn soundbite
Of the fame more quenched me for the can opener
In candy corn merits in my future
God willing on my eighteen tablecloth
No time for such dolor behind bloodshot eyes
Like your asking where in the prayers that will never
In your sills where i need read until I have just united
In want of another kiss....
2-5-20
More leaven for those who keep on trying
And home again but not in defeat
In this I do the research
Face down in my own well
Go down and but time's ascension
Yea, still hardening as ever still confusing pews zero
And to parchment and poems get us to be written in the rights
When the now and stars are shifting
It's beautiful to heal by the sea
O, give it a hand and flip the switch
Never to quench it calling it not a glitch
This is what I have
Go Detroit in another fertile ingredient
By these ideas that fill my mind
Craving the kind....
Ge Spoke
2-5-20
O, peaceful sojourn
Hill to come back as a surfer
Cast iron caution to the wind
God knows I have sinned
Still I harden my heart like the Pharaoh
That speaks out more circling the track
There I have it where it is
One such still grinding at the mill
Living like I am dying
Circling all tracks come February fifth
Still pressing onward within thou deep sunned eyes
With many murders spent
Let it go to waste
Where our power is still up for dirty shins
Losses and wins.....
Magic In New Hope (Clad)
2-5-20
As spiels move
There is a man within new hope
Yet glad in the vesture mad
By the fact of like reborn to a noise spring
As you are setting it up
O, hush ones popcorn soundbite
Of the fame more quenched me for the can opener
In candy corn merits in my future
God willing on my eighteen tablecloth
No time for such dolor behind bloodshot eyes
Like your asking where in the prayers that will never
In your sills where i need read until I have just united
In want of another kiss....
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