no chase

of time

and reality

a waste

tale of sad so

woes

are of then

past

cast

not a rose colored

glass~

nancy

ax slinger

not the classic

black diva singer

of heart

sister

to anne

younger

for a while

mrs crowe

ask her now

and never

you know

divorce

rock roll style

washington state

raised

and barracuda

the distinct

hit

guise

fool

cos you aint so cool

blind inside

the lid

is on

off you we i go

just so

if i say i see

sin is naked

and ambitious too

and i know

it must surely show

faith is trust

in the invisible

the spiritual

from a homily by fr jaya kumar penundula

the verse

a sure curse

neuro diverse

bull shit

non sense

freak

me too

so you

of the empirical suite

no big deal

i know how you feel

momma a coptor

rotor

and lives thru you

how sad

too bad

but i am

the bogus

white male

fuck up

bad boy

some one s pain misery

and joy

perhaps

fifteen

my number

but for leaders

so called

supreme

like tsar nicholas dos

and julius caesar

nope

dead to advocate

the wall

ammo call

thus is liberty

in reverse

the curse

bane

boon

ebb

in blood s red

course

peace

is none in the least

so it will go

and know

well that

nothing is something

as anything or anyone

far worse

than nothing or no one!

should that i we hope

some day be

in the interim the edge of my own particuliar

eternity

for the lady

is of the orient

and i occidental male

swain

and wag my tail

a yo yo

up and down i go

prayer

there

was for mercy

forgive

tax man

humble

as a pie man

and justified

not the cleric

in fine robes

and holding himself

too fine

from a homily by fr christopher grey

pi day

why the fuck day

three fourteen

no end

in sight

middle

march

arid

dry

and that is why

red angry

skin

pain wrist

du bist

carry that weight

ha ha ha ha

hie

to fie

why

is known

the time

is slender

to the point

of the altar

and nave

eternal immortal

soul to save

salve

the balm

and attempt

to remain calm!