Beast Quick And Keen
5-20-20
In the garden of Pitferdon
You make me the every difference
Good for a fading truth and you were thee
In the days of limning magnet
As in the day of Nipan
I don't line up too early today
Yet beauty and sunlight doth too tonal
Yet reality and unclean doth too
May you help me to see yet climbing the prison walls
I cannot but cleave to you
And you are the earth to heaven over
A soon turning of a window pane
O, is there no love for my ship to come in
Far from your beautiful sight
God have it all to work out
Finding it golden
Twenty-forth of fluffy spark.....
Dissolved Into Blood (Judicial Geometry)
5-20-20
Saying arms on Shiloah on this river Euphrates
As to change your king and make it ring
To raise ones voice to sing
Gloom upon today whom we dismissed in our Septugagist signs and wonders
I won;t give in that easily
And to ripen our Granny Smiths
As to tell the whiskered face again indeed
Another pack of ten
Putting to parchment another pen
If anyone would indeed
It should for our butterflies
And a lovely haste up and at it today
For tears of joy on the window pane
All for born-of wings giving us manifold kind and ten again......
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