Saturday, October 9, 2021

dust my isle

 My Instruction  (Dust My Isle)

9-14-21


Where thanks await insulations flourish 

And I walk down that isle to give Jesus my life

Aching for bobolinks methinks man in my careful holy communion Rose 

So tired of it tied of looking as decades march on 

What doesn't matter much 

But at least we keep in touch for human prodigies and savants seem calculating 

By one to let the repay 

O, pop goes the gaming table 

In that we always need to start somewhere 

Normally vulnerable as such to the Ocean City promenade 

For funnel cakes and lemonade....



Itinerary (On The Trail We Blaze)

9-14-21


Normally guided by the stars 

In Getting Amen in on the game 

Where El Dominic seems like too much energy 

Becoming to petrify in a hunting home for the eleventh year to reign 

In what is done in nights of cities more auspicious to start it over again 

In the happiness of each used along so was to say "hello"

In scientists of the corny lab for its illustrations of new lightning of non linguistic neon shrink 

Twice cooked out in new worlds where we love from the rice crops on trial 

Mainly the legend and must still in creation in the game of linguistic proposals....





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