I Became Love & a-potato Complies me Well enuff

i felt the highest test brightest

       flights

don't run over

everything but sunshine 

the glad aware

at each evening said well

the lightning endless

    it was just home

lights on guides you home

across the table

I am to go, warm, cool, shell

    of zero below not clear

     again so close,

      so turns turkey

       crow

      eagle

     sparrow

and the raven's in bloom

bread and butter

of the soul

left without pains

half uncovered was done

spaghettis ever since

on the spot

won't stop

aslike a-flying

meatballs happens

through next meal

my mindset

turns upwards breaking thru

where's it going to thunder

nervous in the service

 

onwards faster forth

on thee righteous broke bread abouts

phones the dawn anyways laid

so real up above and below

high and low can't see out

behind what's the matter in the clay

 

two of spirits

anew full moon books numerous are left out

today good grapes

big with rough faces smooth

paint'd on smaller covers

 

forwards or at what? corners

cuts everything shorter

whiles nice rice form holds nothing

 

embetterment

the immediate reads of grains

free in space

of course not

embetterment

the consent of rivers and time

like my cans of soup

the open boxes any more

ceiling fan spinning hard

embetterment

I think I am

the binding again

what a-mess

the edges

slices, pieces, papers insert'd

sitting here standing there

no pictures even so

it's all instant in between

interfolding

if I see first things 

on broken blooms entreated us

of flower vases

better together no lables

brightly wherever of

so trys it is so rise

whatever any more

from us to have been

feeling good enuff 

we could adjust alright

a-setting forth

still up there

there-on its wings

there-on have heart

inside out

we're on the inside

roses upon corrects

feeling glad I was just only there

a-getting by

within its wings now

the plus is one

that was overnight

I did care enuff for that

feeling, thinking of

high and low

the bits and pieces

falling outta days before

and places and blows upon

strings flowing thru its air

symbols souls

enclosed how so 

the scarlet tomato on/off

and there's lost

and gone downtown to see

and all the way back around because

love and a-potato rais'd up polish'd when washes eyes

and I mustn't reveal warms well upon an olden song

I just don't understand

listens still in upon there-on

there-on its wings

and could've gone to wish

something else

are further aways away

aslike thus few

is peaceable now

on a-sweet sketch thru lunchtime to do

two of spirits

anew full moon books be

big with rough faces smooth paint

on smaller covers

forward at what? corner

cuts everything shorter

while rice nice steam'd on table

 

so take it away the same again today

I don't mind it

inserts thyme 

into the soup best upon clear both

betook the time warms house

thru the olden song

the last dance

a scarlet tomato stew is on

it makes you want a-wood stove

although it's painful and it's hot

am a-thinking as like round

of zero below not asking so

it's gonna get baked

sweet hunger

cool apples my adorn"d life

expressions might as well be fancy that's amore

love warming you up

can be a-feeling of it

painfully against this

to do as we see it

the last waves

and could've gone l wish'd

to tides further aways

am in tears drowning alone

everglades at every evening fades 

i was just fantastic

a-getting by

 

i felt the highest test brightest

       flights

don't run over it

      the glad born

lights to guide you home

    it was just forgot

across that table

I am to go as warm, cool, shell

I don't mind it

     of zero below not today

I'm warm

     again so and so

       turns turkey

        crow

       eagle

. sparrow

 there they go and, the raven's in bloom at shower soon shimmer!