Tankard Tedious
6-14-20
Hearing a tankard
At the checkout line a newborn in memory
It is to be looking all for swordfish
Or crossed lagoons for hindsight
In your eyes as you slip slate my can
In this life and our next where Byron cashiers too impact of love
And this poetry of it following these defenitions in Charolet perkins read
To the child by the Mother
How dare inoculate it
All of here soon to return to love of duty
Seeing with my good eye
Remembering Christmas eve of '82
My first video game for powers of law and peace
Beginning my wake at power
Jesus knows....
Quitting The Process
6-19-20
at the cotter inn
Sure a little laugh
Now that you've started
For the limn of the crossed harpoons in with Venus
And in your eyes I will begin again
Blind much just in time for my vein
Of droll in our negation in a choir
Whose birthday is it?
As your feast are also rather as readily renovating April permanence
Among sporadic lavenders for your head there
And you've got me well chained
As many of us are poisoned among old pagans
As you're like the hunter of the same as to be meaning timberland
For the case of passion
Wanting me to have it too.....
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