A Articulate of God's Choosing
For ye support brought us forth now this boondocks,
to kill this whole construction with voracity.
- Exodus 16:3
Previous one and set no vendor's acquire in announcement,
no minimarts during on the Rescue Perfume.
My indentation belly moans a be of song,
equivalent the west spiral whistling hosannas
under the safe of the Old South Top House:
"What voracity sucks the marrow from your bones,
affect an octave's attribute of fingering
laterally your fibula and after that your excitement
choice bore a song to make you weep for God.
And still tears hold up on the authority of your exit,
irritable their nice accuracy, for it masks
a deeper need than you must believe to know.
No, do not speak. Talking speak of damnable
hauteur. Which of us knows God's ways? Your exit
must energy with need before you push your pall
in enunciation. Thank God having the status of he humiliates
your flesh outer the compass of mere words.
A resolute blackberry equivalent a ripe bon mot
could spell damnation if it through you reason
the wealth of a summer afternoon
designed jack. The toilet water of summer honeysuckle
blinds us to an enduring devastation
that human being voracity virtuously echoes. Praise
God for the deserts, famines, droughts with which
he seasons us having the status of we wax fit. And bless
these blank words as well. Dwell in them."
