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Steven Boston Sep 2021
To dilligently seek his forever face
focused eternally upon his giving grace
even in squals that hover
under his wing you hide in compassionate cover

Knowing the love that longingly lasts
to hold you like an anchor sure and steadfast
pressing on towards whats in wait
your refining process toward the heavenly gate

Never lose sight of where your going
no matter what the evil one has thrown
for storms and squals open opportunity
to glorify his name in broken community

Shine bright like the night star
breaking bounderies in cities near and far
taking hold of Pentecostal power
leading people to his refuge and tower

Like Pentecost the Spirit will fall
then they will hear his compassionate call
"There's nothing to fear"
"My child come near"
Johnny Noiπ Jul 2018
in the Beginning the Divine Architect put
his assistant to work on the connection between
mankind & beasts - so the kid angel
connect the two by an attractive force like random gravaton waves
felt on a personal level [given over to intimacy & intimidation:
the kid invented **** before it had ver happened |
but the snooch found its way to the meatpole & they rubbed together & she swallowed him & he spit up in her - ****, I did the same thing-
she gives back more snooches & meatpoles -
the Big Guy Mr. YHWH likes what he sees or thinks he sees :
snooches cuddling up on snooches  [                  ]      
[ ] meatpoles getting freindly & hard w/ other matpoles:
oh, ****, what is this? agarden of pansies:
squals Mary to her great delight
   [she'll be a       ****** fro  the very beginning
       [sneaking off to get laid w/ some guy named 'John'
      - I used to know him | I wouldn't admit to it now
                      though | he's just another meat puppet
playing         Neo-platonic                          Punch & Judy w/ my
worn out old **** socket [all worn
out & stinky] & spongy
[it's the ******* chlorine & **** that fills  the public
           pool seeping into    her unshaven worm woodsy
                    snoosh - ****,
                     her *****                stank like *******
Fentanyl -before it was invented like some primal
pharmaceutical w/                  the churning
[plastic                potent  [  colorful    ]       pills thrown in the sewer
dissolve & get           m                       bbbb eaten               by fish &
half-seen creatures      growing
******* & swaying  hips & [                   ] (monsters
      from Space want snooch when      
      n they hear about        it -
     doesn't that
  give u something                                           worth fighting for god
                     ******, u                             complacent neanderthal-s;
                    elongated feet              on too
long                     legs - sxe [androgynous] [           }
*****-y         backwash      & dry       as desert sand,
as to be expected      of a full moon's      landscape |    
                     {every meat puppet on earth          would
            defend every **** socket on            earth from                              
             |                             bug-eyed snooch grabbers -     from space}

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