Alarm Cataract
5-28-20
In modernization for victory and libations
Thinking sand on a how-all
For a three days journey
Back to from where it came
Fair loving for the ordeal
To go over well
God, make me a blessing
In the face of two
To analyze once more
Can you as to in our country cataract of Creek
I dearly pray out of one bold fruit on its tab and ad libs
In fame and straight course
In decoration of scenery in the whales of the room of beauty
O, tell me that my inn weary off in time in Stoics' stupor....
First Membered Cessation (Sub-Throne)
5-28-20
Back to the days of characters
Dear follower
He was broken of wings
And as glad hearts yearning
To hear my blue
Lay low my own language
Where I am in some arm to arm
Blessed call it my point makers
With the dawn out in the mew light alone clearing
For new commentaries dying to get back to life as I know it
To yellow fields with twisted oars
Wanting not it all for the oven well
O Jimmy Row
Do you know that on you
I know from the rave
For our nemesis and God knows his love won't fail....
Squirrel Man Squad
5-28-20
In veteran's mystery of military melancholy meandering
Wanting to stay with it today
Look up and seek your Maker
Never to crank it along this trumpet next coveted
From Bob Dylan's new double album come June
Getting my Spiritual guitar in tune as I keep revolving it
For sparrows upon the wall
You doth to marvel over insignificant details
Yes, I am blessing and I am love
And I in both the hawk and dove
All well in megalithic clouds
God help us to explain each other
And study to shew yourself approved.....
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