Friday, December 4, 2020

rebuke

 Ere Down, Rebuked 

5-25-20


Some say that there is no such thing as God 

Much gratitude for lark of the dethroned 

And the onyx of thoughtlessness 

Gazing at photos of savants 

As an inspiration to press onward 

And therein to instill 

In thinking to be apt to extol it 

O, show your scars and grow out your beard 

Like a madman as to open every wound 

For caption virgin roving in our skies 

Learning how to sit out longer 

Ah, the vivid fetes supply for consideration 

In thee 

When Dylan sounds like Townshend 

With the band all to understand 

Rue to inherit two grand....





Time To Do No Such Thing

5-25-20


Time to dig another hole 

All for the drunkard of my soul 

With stage fright as to anoint good nights to quicken the spores 

As our full sappy high and no such why

Where the jay birds are primed enough to just peace out

And do my thing in flush and fife 

How hard we try to tell it to go wayside 

Asking myself am I ready for the Kool Aid 

And signs say yes 

Back to bed for one hour 

Calling this one the wanting 

For our dogs' blues.....






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