Live forever and prosper
The gold of digging America
Is the 500^th brave fortune
Without courage on a Mast.
That is the past
And I am lost.
What is the cost
Of a Boston cup of tea
When there are no more sea bound journeys
Disabled me.
The plane is too high
The seas are too huge
The last call was The Poseidon Adventure
And death for being rude.
Dropped is the anchor in the profession of last cast
The viewer and the remote call out
Of the sandman with a blast
And barrel of laughs.
The expense account is a ticket stub
The credit card is not the American Express…
… anymore
Thus is not more
Thee is not to have and to hold
What is bold?
The font
Bufont
Microsoft hirsute?
China would boot that cheese out the door
And remember Eden was Adamic when Edam tasted more
Than cold in the light of refrigerated sun
As Krishna lent Rama some warmth from Rajas
Under the threat of a gun.
Import / Export
Hampstead
The Heath
Sunday’s no beach
America: Synod School
What a fool. The poet unexpressed in me.
Strategy
Incompletely oiled by the B.L.T.
Something was incomplete. Incomplete. Incomplete.
Error could not scan for error
Mind could not solve mind.
Seeker could not know The Sikh> The Punjabi could never no a working week…

Sadhana and the typist intervened
To contravene the malnourished world
That spawned a Democracy for boys and girls
That England could not own past York.
Pick up the fork
And eats and.
Breath the Renaissance
For the price of the Rand.
Salvage Mandela and let a year know a fashion
Sell Malawi’s children some priority passages for a ration.
What rationale but a currying
Favour for invisible cities
There is no Canterbury canter tomorrow
When Shakespeare is not within Webster’s web:
And I gone for the longing
Of John Barry and The Beyondness of Things
Known.
Found.
Owned
& repeated.

Come depleted
To me

[‘Tere Ore’ Removed.}

If Singh is King then abacus is cussed
If Bling is dingalong then Allah knows a long Guru goodnight.
Gone are the masters of film
Sold is the Master Blaster’s best laid Illmatic Negroid
IfyouwantaPolaroiddon’tfuckingaskme

Work

World’s were not so warring
The American was snoring
Canadians were storing
The need for Maple Leaf bears.
Red and White is happier than the Blues
And a special relationship had a dirty truth
Once, Twice, Three times and : : : typo at the NHS now. . .
Did I do that or was it The Holy Ghost
Say it was me, if you need me the most?
But if it is them, get personal with Brahmins
They do not recommend what Self=Help wanks, masturbates, jacks off, cums to and gets their end away and portends.
Do you know what I mean, when I (I … EYE!!!!) miss New Orleans?
The third eye got by when the psychedelic revolution was whisked away
There were 1970s
There were 1980s
There even people born in the 1950s: And nothing was for me!
Sadness followed Krishna as he saw his army betrayed.
Sudarshana Chakra and Arjuna is not Wilberforce
Find the force of Abhimanyu: Am I you?
You, two by two crew
With one force
Sathya force
I and I is the true course.
By my phone
Make my clone know the known
And I will be supremely
G.O.D.

The Queen did not ask for her double
To spy on Thel and William Blake’s clod.