Yellowing Out

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Yellowing out as September moves us on

Bottoming out as October hauls us in

Parachuting with hope calling on;

Charged to heal scars deep within

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You are not the Street Level Superstar

Your life travelled further than his

You hold an angel most acceptable

Unsure of what is true 

or what is tenable. 

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Yellowing out as Dec calls forth

Bottoming out with Jan's cool breath

Parachuting away from the constant screens

Charged to forget 

those hurtful screams

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  You are a Tricky True Superstar

You moved far far from the giles

Never-owned the home; nor repaired the tiles

Sustained only with 

Words from Afar... 

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King James & his Heaven

My heaven, I saw you walking in the distance.

With hair slicked; with movement free.

Like a panther on hot dogless streets.

Like the cats that we once crept to meet 

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Yes, I saw him and I was proud.

My heart sprang with joy; Alerting me;

Telling me that if I should die tomorrow: 

I will feel no sorrow

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Earlier I rowed with a goddess,

Livestreamed on a jampacked line.

About umbrellas strewn around an umbrella stand.

About loves blankets made up all offhand  

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I am a receptacle in need of redemption.

I am an immigrant teaching foreigners, 

In Houses of Literature, Economics, Politics,

 Culture, Law, All...

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Mine home is the House of All!

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All are welcome in this large marquee!

All gain credit and obtain it from me!

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I called for help to Peter 

who played a fine tune of pessimism,

took me round to James's house 

where I heard his tales of wisdom:

(And common shame).

Their effects were to conjure up rain,

Cleanse and then soothe 

the Transcendent Pain

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But I will halt all impropriety,

Withhold my tongue; contain its poison.

Quench its fire while striving on  

Gunning for victory; 

and reach Avalon.

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She turns me to Treacy

She turns me to Treacy 

My legs wobble but my mind affirms 

A desire for her smile 

Dancing on my costly imprisonment

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She turns me to Treacle 

Knowing that I am in chains

Knowing that I cannot move

Knowing our body is mortgaged 

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No drink with K

No idea what he is doing

No truck with T 

Why would I consider him? 

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She turns me to Treacy 

My legs wobble but my mind affirms

A desire for her smile

Dancing on a costly imprisonment 

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She turns me to Treacle

Knowing that I am in chains

Knowing that I cannot move

Knowing the body is mortgaged

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Drink until I am hammered 

Drink so I am sated

Drink every drop of nectar 

So why wouldn't I consider her?