I Became Love & a-potato Complies me Well enuff

i felt the highest test brightest

       flight

don't run over

      the glad ware

at each evening said well

the lightning

    it was just 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

 

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

so real up above and below

high and low can't see out

what's the matter in the clay

 

two of spirits

anew full moon books numerous are left out

today good

big with rough faces smooth paint

on smaller covers

 

forwards or at what? corner

cuts everything shorter

whiles nice rice form holds

 

betterment

the immediate reads of grains

free in space

of course not

betterment

the consent of rivers and time

the open box any more

ceiling fan spinning hard

betterment

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

if I see first things 

on broken blooms entreated us

of flower vases

better together

brightly wherever of

so it is

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

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's on

it makes you want a-wood stove

although it's painful and it's hot

am a-thinking aslike 

of zero below not asking so

it's gonna get

sweet hunger

cool apple my adorn"d life

expressions might as well be fancy that's amore

love warming you up

can be a-feeling

painfully against this

to do as we see it

the last wave

and could've gone l wish

to tide 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

       flight

don't run over

      the glad born

    i was just forgot

across that table

I am to go as warm, cool, shell

I don't mind it

     of zero below not

     again so and so

       turns turkey

        crow

       eagle

. sparrow

 there they go and the raven's in bloom at shower