Oct 2016
...besides the LORD, and my menfolk: Nobody.
(sonnet #MMMMMCMLXXXIX)
I meant to 'gin: Officious. Sunday thence
With echoes of religious duties they'll
Assure you's needful, 'til in sheer betrayl
Tis sin to not be there and an offense
To sleep-in, whilst the shabby bow from hence
To cold hauteur and know god has a scale
Whereby we measure worth by gain's detail--
But I've forgotten whither, in a sense.
Come, which is better? Oh yes, to be sure
Like he said 'long ere: "say whatever--" to
Add, "--but stand on it too." If church is poor
Cuz that's pretense, so is aught falsehood. Do
I be a hyp'crite in love too, well you're
Allowed to censure me. Who owns me? Who?
23Oct16a
(sonnet #MMMMMCMLXXXIX)
I meant to 'gin: Officious. Sunday thence
With echoes of religious duties they'll
Assure you's needful, 'til in sheer betrayl
Tis sin to not be there and an offense
To sleep-in, whilst the shabby bow from hence
To cold hauteur and know god has a scale
Whereby we measure worth by gain's detail--
But I've forgotten whither, in a sense.
Come, which is better? Oh yes, to be sure
Like he said 'long ere: "say whatever--" to
Add, "--but stand on it too." If church is poor
Cuz that's pretense, so is aught falsehood. Do
I be a hyp'crite in love too, well you're
Allowed to censure me. Who owns me? Who?
23Oct16a
Yes, we've a Dukes of Hazard car which counts this intersection routine, passing through for years now, and I can't begin to number off the rest, in addition to diesel pickmeups and don't let me begin on Harleys with straight pipes. Sunday. Is a lovely day in the Fall.
