F.S.A.

 F.S.A.

6-20-20

At last again in William still authentic narratives abridged 

For Duchess smothering shave caverns of no legal protection 

Becoming potential literary of ones own existace 

Driven in also engraving pencils of the union 

Committed for Jim Row 

Cool and more madness Eschewing from ones treasure chest 

Driven to the margins for the hit Riches filial carnival Samuel 

And William to the minstrel for Irish glass devotion one month sweetened 

As to hail is foiled far from pitiful 

And Sam Nixon of the target for  decade 

God gave none to the doll with the free four 

Kind soul no one to stop you now....

Tone Of Prefaces 

6-20-20

On June twenty twenty 

A sparrow on the run 

Behind picking and passing  our bridges 

Priest the butcher in his empire in laden camera 

As to search out our Georgia 

Where I am the continent 

As in response yet tumbled off its manifest reciting 

I span the continent scorpion to station 

On another short vacation 

For the ambrosia ligature concerning it for our fugitive 

At the age of twenty-seven 

I chose to be baptized

For arrows in the stairway of myth's pretentions 

Choosing the Jordan ghost telling us as well for our Absalom 

Sort for Yarning our camera 

Frog permissions down for another can....