Hijinks
6-20-17
Entreat the Lord for it is enough
Back to California where times are tough
Where I laugh at my calamity
Seeking doors of behavior science
Speak now in the ears of the people
And tell them that I've been there too
Hardening Pharaoh's heart in the winding river
Assigned to clean my altar that used to be a place of incense
In need of a bottle of good water
To drink straight from the tap
The music business thrives and suffers
How long shall this man be a snare unto this time for a refill
Since the foundation thereof...
Friday, December 8, 2017
albatross
Albatross (Do Your Thing)
6-20-17
Running my fingers through my own dirty blonde hair
Saith another priest to earn another A
As a collage graduate in another lifetime
Come parallels for another distraction from this heaviness of knowledge
My burden, O albatross do your thing
As Pharaoh hardens his heart again
For the cause of another ready pen
As to expatriate what is Horatio
There who hath reviled you
I have seen nothing of this fashion
In being given a generous ration
Making crosses at the festival....
To Start Anew
6-20-17
Come Animus waiting and agonizing
To start anew every day we wake
We start afresh another indication
Of that which we cannot but grasp
As the adder and the asp
Perhaps I don't belong here
Unable to laugh at the same jokes told
Ignoring their semiexistentce
In that I couldn't go on
In a need to get out and see the world
Making crosses just to get out for a day at the coffee house
At best as a renegade on the premises at Saint Xavier's
We wait for a blessing clad in corset
Come Prie-dieu
Making something work....
6-20-17
Running my fingers through my own dirty blonde hair
Saith another priest to earn another A
As a collage graduate in another lifetime
Come parallels for another distraction from this heaviness of knowledge
My burden, O albatross do your thing
As Pharaoh hardens his heart again
For the cause of another ready pen
As to expatriate what is Horatio
There who hath reviled you
I have seen nothing of this fashion
In being given a generous ration
Making crosses at the festival....
To Start Anew
6-20-17
Come Animus waiting and agonizing
To start anew every day we wake
We start afresh another indication
Of that which we cannot but grasp
As the adder and the asp
Perhaps I don't belong here
Unable to laugh at the same jokes told
Ignoring their semiexistentce
In that I couldn't go on
In a need to get out and see the world
Making crosses just to get out for a day at the coffee house
At best as a renegade on the premises at Saint Xavier's
We wait for a blessing clad in corset
Come Prie-dieu
Making something work....
inimitable
Inimitable
6-20-17
Inimitable and proper
Through the best of the back rooms
I conduct my study on magic mushrooms
Turned onto something of which I cannot partake of
Somehow you reach in and touch my soul
What can I offer you but what I write here
Look at it and find something of significance
As the frogs go back to where they come from
Hold out your hand and I'll be beside you
Plagues proverbial though Jungian dream study
Beyond where we are
In the here and now
You will see....
Suit And Tie
6-20-17
Suit and tie
Real nice eh?
See you around Mister
As to say the sky is just the sky
Why does it need to be done at all
As ivy grows over the wall
In struggles standing slender and tall
All is so damn quiet
Come off it for your grand slam resurrection scene
If you know what I mean
My God, it's almost finally time to board the stagecoach
For seven days fulfilled
This is surely the finger of God
As the sever the land of Goshen and consider the land beyond
Another deep ocean as to proceed in our revolution....
6-20-17
Inimitable and proper
Through the best of the back rooms
I conduct my study on magic mushrooms
Turned onto something of which I cannot partake of
Somehow you reach in and touch my soul
What can I offer you but what I write here
Look at it and find something of significance
As the frogs go back to where they come from
Hold out your hand and I'll be beside you
Plagues proverbial though Jungian dream study
Beyond where we are
In the here and now
You will see....
Suit And Tie
6-20-17
Suit and tie
Real nice eh?
See you around Mister
As to say the sky is just the sky
Why does it need to be done at all
As ivy grows over the wall
In struggles standing slender and tall
All is so damn quiet
Come off it for your grand slam resurrection scene
If you know what I mean
My God, it's almost finally time to board the stagecoach
For seven days fulfilled
This is surely the finger of God
As the sever the land of Goshen and consider the land beyond
Another deep ocean as to proceed in our revolution....
guimp
Coifs And Guimps
6-20-17
By macron for mac and cheese
Made ready three minutes in the microwave
So I got with this and am satisfied with the simple pleasures
Of living outside the east end of town
And I think I'll do it again
O, is there more to life than this
O, obviously there is
What do you have there but a staff and rod
Just blind enough just to be there
Finally feeling that way again
On the eve of more than stuff we anticipate
Close your eyes and make a wish
And imagine how it would be if you had it....
Smite The River
6-20-17
This is my hand upon the waters
As to understand all sons and daughters
Provoke them not to wrath
And wake at five to get a bath
Upon rivers and streams
Striking the rod of your dreams
Let my people go
Plowing through the prayer
But consider what does it mean
Seeing our mistress proper and prim
Where it needs not be grievous nor grim
Go home and make it work for you
If thou wilt not let my people go
sending plagues of flies in the form of contaminants and lies
From the powers that be
I am what I am day by day....
6-20-17
By macron for mac and cheese
Made ready three minutes in the microwave
So I got with this and am satisfied with the simple pleasures
Of living outside the east end of town
And I think I'll do it again
O, is there more to life than this
O, obviously there is
What do you have there but a staff and rod
Just blind enough just to be there
Finally feeling that way again
On the eve of more than stuff we anticipate
Close your eyes and make a wish
And imagine how it would be if you had it....
Smite The River
6-20-17
This is my hand upon the waters
As to understand all sons and daughters
Provoke them not to wrath
And wake at five to get a bath
Upon rivers and streams
Striking the rod of your dreams
Let my people go
Plowing through the prayer
But consider what does it mean
Seeing our mistress proper and prim
Where it needs not be grievous nor grim
Go home and make it work for you
If thou wilt not let my people go
sending plagues of flies in the form of contaminants and lies
From the powers that be
I am what I am day by day....
wait
For Those That Wait
6-20-17
Instead of brass, gold
Instead of sassafrass something old
We hope so following the rule
No matter how absurd
It's not too late to call your number
Gently rolling Father Time
Calling to those that wait
Go unto Pharaoh and speak you mind
In a time of silence between notes
And space between matter
Enter Eleazar of the men at hand to make it so
According to their armies
Those are for you
You know their weakness
King of the read of fifty-seven
One day closer to heaven
Baked without leaven....
Only Tuesday
6-20-17
It's only Tuesday
But I'm already psyched for the congregation
And brood comedy of a sermon ambiguous
Hadite as to frequent Havok diacritical
Placed over a letter for emphasis
Come Denizens desultory
Not to degrade nor make damage
For all that I say unto thee
For some it's never too late
Where I patiently stand waiting
Never seen hopes and dreams of living again
Come wearable firm forms slowly rocking our baby
Let my people go off on our merry ways
In a sweet dream...
We Miss The Mark
6-20-17
Come circumflex and all that comes next
In sacred text
With a heart that only beats for You
A tilde manana
Hopes for tomorrow
In all joy and sorrow
Come the cedilla
This love of the language
Needing to be meticulous
As professed only for You
Where we could not drink of the water in the river
As to indicate a syllable long and stressed
Skipping her merry way off
No escape in myself
Losing all control
and cannot guarantee my sanity
In all that I want is You...
6-20-17
Instead of brass, gold
Instead of sassafrass something old
We hope so following the rule
No matter how absurd
It's not too late to call your number
Gently rolling Father Time
Calling to those that wait
Go unto Pharaoh and speak you mind
In a time of silence between notes
And space between matter
Enter Eleazar of the men at hand to make it so
According to their armies
Those are for you
You know their weakness
King of the read of fifty-seven
One day closer to heaven
Baked without leaven....
Only Tuesday
6-20-17
It's only Tuesday
But I'm already psyched for the congregation
And brood comedy of a sermon ambiguous
Hadite as to frequent Havok diacritical
Placed over a letter for emphasis
Come Denizens desultory
Not to degrade nor make damage
For all that I say unto thee
For some it's never too late
Where I patiently stand waiting
Never seen hopes and dreams of living again
Come wearable firm forms slowly rocking our baby
Let my people go off on our merry ways
In a sweet dream...
We Miss The Mark
6-20-17
Come circumflex and all that comes next
In sacred text
With a heart that only beats for You
A tilde manana
Hopes for tomorrow
In all joy and sorrow
Come the cedilla
This love of the language
Needing to be meticulous
As professed only for You
Where we could not drink of the water in the river
As to indicate a syllable long and stressed
Skipping her merry way off
No escape in myself
Losing all control
and cannot guarantee my sanity
In all that I want is You...
settle
Settle In
6-17-17
As to transcend cultural and historic environments
To settle it at the chime of three
I play another album
As it occasionally returns
Yes, this inspiration like another pupil
That learns in slender memories
I yet wonder if there soon will be thunder
An enchanting and puzzling story tonight on Verizon
In the language of his contemporaries built square and wooden
See I have made you a god to Pharaoh
Latter day saints pay us another visit
And I wish them Godspeed
For a new preface of such a book
Entitled Treasure Found....
Travelling North
6-17-17
North into Clayton
And further into Dillard
If you've been there
You are the future in the seventies
Many would come from the east and from the west
And soon I am born in mid-spring
But to raise my voice and sing
Come fall and desolation
O, set me free of the almonds
Regime run through the hills
Dynasties come to power
With numbers of human gratitude
Time to get some rest and dream of something...
6-17-17
As to transcend cultural and historic environments
To settle it at the chime of three
I play another album
As it occasionally returns
Yes, this inspiration like another pupil
That learns in slender memories
I yet wonder if there soon will be thunder
An enchanting and puzzling story tonight on Verizon
In the language of his contemporaries built square and wooden
See I have made you a god to Pharaoh
Latter day saints pay us another visit
And I wish them Godspeed
For a new preface of such a book
Entitled Treasure Found....
Travelling North
6-17-17
North into Clayton
And further into Dillard
If you've been there
You are the future in the seventies
Many would come from the east and from the west
And soon I am born in mid-spring
But to raise my voice and sing
Come fall and desolation
O, set me free of the almonds
Regime run through the hills
Dynasties come to power
With numbers of human gratitude
Time to get some rest and dream of something...
Thursday, December 7, 2017
go
Go, Return
6-17-17
They are yet alive to make brick
And toil until they all get sick
Just a space I know
I was wrong just one more time
And tomorrow I'll be home
Put thine hand into thine bosom
For slapstick in boisterous lath and trick
And another literary adventure in just this
Turn the page
Come to our dining hall
And check it out
Along the Appalacian
A happy situation
The bee is set free
An omen for me to do my own thing
You shall not diminish ought thereof
Go in peace during through-hiker season
We pray and do not cease...
Blue Instead
6-17-17
Behind the mask
He always thought of you
O, how we ran from the child
Later to the man for a tale of bricks
As it comes to rest
Learn a few new tricks scattered abroad
South into Dahlonega
Quick to cover the ground that is here and now
Go therefore now and rush into the sea
I will show you arm
Give it to you for an inheritance
As to fight the distance and push against the tide
As to loathe to drink these waters
As the sun is coming through to me and you
We touch the thumper
But instead encounter blue....
At Fourscore And Three
6-17-17
Twenty-four hours from now
I'll be doing just this
Digging round about the river
For the joy of bliss
Else if you not let us go
Swarms of flies as far as one can know
A pack of lies for lath and stick
A battlefield and a smoke that's cleared
Looking to the hills where the valley calls
Abhorred in the eyes of Pharaoh
Seeing these critics linger
Will you remember what it took
To gain these words of wisdom
And to regard its abominable stature
O, soldier
O, hero and villages out on the fields
Learning another new spiritual meaning of all of this
Inspired by the source.....
As One Before The King
6-17-17
As to turn this wheel
As to beg, borrow and steal
Aaron stretched out his hand and smote the dust
Not just an invisible driving force
Come Assir and Elkaneh on the turning wheel
Behold my lips are yet uncircumcised
Yet spots of blue do witness present tense
Inspiration at fourscore and three
I stand as it is felt
Lifesick O, heavy reading
But that a child could understand
In his own way
What is it to believe
That what you can come up with
Where Goodman has done service as professor
In the case of animals and the last act.....
6-17-17
They are yet alive to make brick
And toil until they all get sick
Just a space I know
I was wrong just one more time
And tomorrow I'll be home
Put thine hand into thine bosom
For slapstick in boisterous lath and trick
And another literary adventure in just this
Turn the page
Come to our dining hall
And check it out
Along the Appalacian
A happy situation
The bee is set free
An omen for me to do my own thing
You shall not diminish ought thereof
Go in peace during through-hiker season
We pray and do not cease...
Blue Instead
6-17-17
Behind the mask
He always thought of you
O, how we ran from the child
Later to the man for a tale of bricks
As it comes to rest
Learn a few new tricks scattered abroad
South into Dahlonega
Quick to cover the ground that is here and now
Go therefore now and rush into the sea
I will show you arm
Give it to you for an inheritance
As to fight the distance and push against the tide
As to loathe to drink these waters
As the sun is coming through to me and you
We touch the thumper
But instead encounter blue....
At Fourscore And Three
6-17-17
Twenty-four hours from now
I'll be doing just this
Digging round about the river
For the joy of bliss
Else if you not let us go
Swarms of flies as far as one can know
A pack of lies for lath and stick
A battlefield and a smoke that's cleared
Looking to the hills where the valley calls
Abhorred in the eyes of Pharaoh
Seeing these critics linger
Will you remember what it took
To gain these words of wisdom
And to regard its abominable stature
O, soldier
O, hero and villages out on the fields
Learning another new spiritual meaning of all of this
Inspired by the source.....
As One Before The King
6-17-17
As to turn this wheel
As to beg, borrow and steal
Aaron stretched out his hand and smote the dust
Not just an invisible driving force
Come Assir and Elkaneh on the turning wheel
Behold my lips are yet uncircumcised
Yet spots of blue do witness present tense
Inspiration at fourscore and three
I stand as it is felt
Lifesick O, heavy reading
But that a child could understand
In his own way
What is it to believe
That what you can come up with
Where Goodman has done service as professor
In the case of animals and the last act.....
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