Friday, October 16, 2020

ninety degrees

Ninety Degrees North 

5-22-20

Come back burning and you will see a change in me 

As wanderers sit in the chords one night in scenery solemnities 

In closets of chronicles and James Smith hind rising free 

Like a unit that belongs to quantity withdrawn  as it is the little things in life 

That make my day come noon soon June 

To a god in with us speak the word and it still stands 

At nine on the nose till twelve as ones toes wind dipping thee on Essex 

Not to vex Le Paean to sing and take wing 

Ninety degrees north....




Picking On Melville (As To Resound)

5-22-20

Owing Oden back for the trillions 

Owning Ovid's material all for its mystery in green pasture 

Where we finally begin soon dissatisfied as to ask for quail 

Lo Paean lo sing and Lo take wing 

In a place pious where ere not ought make haste 

To fill in the page approval prosy and right and wrong was about it all in oaken 

Smith in shocks one night like a sleepover 

And all of my freedoms inside us reading ones enormous head

She will love you just the care as we have been stale in the making of madness.....




Oaks Without The Smokes

5-22-20


View self absorbed  act 

Still I love them more O cringe me

Love in our channeling oar of sliding upon camp blades of grass 

To give the backyard one more try 

Now that the rain has let up 

O, can we live in this house together 

As God dwells not in houses built by man 

As to be flower bearer in the sea 

Caring for Elizabeth's oaks about four months without the smokes 

Run the wind pining tree in narratives of the shipwreck 

Prove my tea on oak want 

Attitude in spiral homes and hooked flags 

As to fit into them by the scene.....






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