At Common Basin (Call Me Jason)
9-14-21
Too soon to yield it up or acquiesce
Where it is as at to a monologue and music to support our linage
In the beauty we once knew come and gone
To join at the ends of our own longsuffering
Making it to a higher altitude partaking in our berated
For phenemones borrowing upon the environment
To include the masses along the way
In the blessed and the anointed my appointed
Amid doubtful jointure to remember into our menagerie
In our iconoclast to wonder what you're thinking
In fathers that never came....
On Ephesians 1:10
9-14-21
In Bearing of paralleling
Down again I'm scrolling
For alternative perfumes and Laurel's books for pheremones
And sittings of stones in the popular particle
So in our own destiny
Where no one knows I ate too much of such and such
Given the magic touch
O, how far we've fallen for liftoff and good sound
He's been short as a support in the moor of the capsule
and in hilltopping silversmith in singles from above
Where the world couldn't be the sum proven for behavior of patrolling elaborate
For windfalls exterior through thee
And crannies of the ages....
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