by revd | Feb 7, 2023 | Grace of God
I will not kiss you, country fashion, By hedgesides where Weasel and hare Claim kinship with our passion…. This bare clay-pit is truest setting For love like ours: No bed of flowers But sand-ledge for our petting. The Spring is not our mating...
by revd | Feb 20, 2023 | Grace of God
Take off the business suit, the old school tie, the gown, the cap, drop the reviews, awards, certificates, stand naked in you sty, a little carnivore, clothed in dried turds. The snot that slowly fills our passages seeps up from hollows where the dead beasts lie;...
by revd | Apr 11, 2022 | Glory
Well may this body poorer, feebler grow! It is undressing for its last sweet bed; But why should the soul, which death shall never know, Authority, and power, and memory shed? It is that love with absolute faith would wed: God takes the inmost garments off his child...
