it's been heavy up there right in front..
muffled pain and flood in my thorax..
i know it's the drug but it has to stay..
lights are pretty and dark is shame..
lazy songs on this pluvial eve..
liquid umber and bitter smoke..
empty head, hollow and waste..
writing for it's sake..
turning up the recesses of my lips..
this gift of hokum is amusement..
after all, no longer waste and hollow..
i see retiring the aching waves..
[ back home ]
Comments for hokum
Romans 7:21-25 "so i find this law at work: when i want to do good, evil is right there with me.
for in my inner being i delight in god's law; but i see another law at work in the members of my body,
waging war against the law of my mind and making me a prisoner of the law of sin at work within my members.
what a wretched man i am! who will rescue me from this body of death?
thanks be to god—through jesus christ our lord!"
MENTAL WANDERLUST of a FOOL
