Judgement day, that's essential faith, right
minded societies, godly, kosher hallel right
left to our druthers other'shoulda knowed right
we can let most things slide, wrong angles aims
missed lessenings slacking lines too tight, seams
fractal by force of pressure, pretty sure, seems
as likely as not, to fracture the basalt walls, so
we can force metal into the fissures, fixing surity
for big dams on little desert rivers meanderings
down through the highland moors and meadows
slowly filling for thousands of years, spilling streams
so salmon can climb stairs, of fears, some how, some
way, we make these damming ideas disappear, some
gape
a gap… agog ohmwatts after ever once, ever more
more agape no way, as after all once, for ever
life is rethinkable on purpose, all our trial, yo
so good that some, must be, some among us,
those who were evidently slated not to die,
prior to the coming, in glory, sword in his mouth,
of the Jesus Jude envisioned, as his big brother,
tskt by James… pure peaceable freeform fi fee paid
Jude was just the little brother, dissed, in Christ
terms of just don't think he came in peace, ah
is a mind a spiritual garment, we may wonder
oh, so short a while since we first left being true
the effect of beholding the vision of Emma Lazurus,
Hoovering up the rest of us dust to dust journey folk,
as it is written, so it must be, until some how seen not
so it was wrote, Wisdom, first thing wise, ever was
peaceable in terms frustrated forces must face, we
aggregate with a touch, at perfect pitch, amen, a mind we
agree we may imagine appraising, for worth with costs we
already paid to read this far, this ready threaded needle we
admittedly mend torn ligaments, with science, con scientia, us
religiously linked as always with you, as mendicants
take no anxious thoughts, pretend patience,
practice reminding I-self me-self is patient
right left face to face think it through
as awfully close to calculated truth
yes, all ye outs let in free, by me,
I did call the game, seekers found me,
I am it… and we can watch
our grand children play Minecraft,
while we think
flow control, fluid what, knowing
roses grown for gardens, millions
harvested and bundled by thousands
of peons eons ago adapted to luxury,
who needs all the roses we bundled in fasces,
actual thorny bundles of sticks, tied with hemp
twine snipped deftly inches from an expert tied
knot, twined and snipped with a sharp ring knife
yeah, we used finger knives, for a living, bundling
roses for wholesale distribution living roses, fasces
stacked and hauled away to the cities, so far away/
olden golden rules, doer's rules, do be, aware, we
may forget Miss Sherry, but not her rules, do be
good, don't let a baby be born to suffer and die.
Here's to the horror and terrorized by stories unwanted child,
survive full mylenation under social pressure situations
some
things used during realization late in life, fructified,
final season fire survived one more year, flowering
at pen and ink speed, dryingly slow, so
to spare us smeared missed taps, drips and drops, so
slowly taken smells from some pasts, glues, and resins
subtle, like modified sub science con carnal knowledge so
essential in functional living creatures, entities, alive
especially to animation saturation pooling flowing stream
consciousness, think thinking is as waiting is, per one hap
per one chance rethunk
per sonally, as one,
in the flesh, double minded unstable,
in all our alienational reasoning ratio sensation
balancing two crosswired eyes, double winding resistance
to gravity, slithering snakey forked tongue warrior's peace
so, as it happened, the day he died, he said, watch, wait
to see whose lie lives and whose lie dies, you know, wait
no se, see free formation we in come be having just paid
we went all in, we see, we found the holy definition, wait
ing is all we ever do, see, wait and see, not wait to see, be
come and see, on day two in the wilderness with Jesus.
Some to think, some to think I'd say... if may were mine to think if I say, I may have not left you curious enough to find Miss Sherry Finkbine's contribution to social science, when curious boys discovered abortion was a fair choice
