Augmentations

 Just a simple stream, and a bunch of old rocks

will ease my soul.

 I look up towards the host of heaven and Iam allowed into the court of the Divine

nobody around to cough or mummer, when I pour me a glass of wine

roll one up and become thankful and relaxed in my  flesh

I pray Like a son, and I speak to Yahweh in a Human manner,

“Hey ol man, this wine! sure is good, and the night is awesome, fuckin A”

 I think about Time and Life, Death, love and Hate ,

 peace

nature seems to be ok with it,

would the leaves ever change, with out the magic of it

Augmentations

 Bring her up from the plane, with your gift and your art 

your,

manipulations of light and shade,

 dam father, when I think of the reflections in a mirror, man and the energy of this universe

the Atoms and space, this horrible creation this horrible beauty

 I tremble, and then I drink another glass of wine and take another toke,

only to exhale the words

fuckin a

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