Wednesday, May 21, 2008

One Minus the Life of Ziv

Gladden me

Graspin’ at the tunes too soon

Lookin’ for a way to pay

Gotta find myself to pray

Gaspin’ air not too fair

Cookin’ schemes and holy dreams

Lotsa room for dreadful doom

Crackin’ sacred scrolls of soul

Makin’ scars from afar

Gonna reap the bottom’s deep

Trackin’ the race ahead a pace

Takin’ time for boxy pine

Detonate and illustrate

Fourty nine is thirsty-three

Seventeen is just reprieve

Slaughtered maraudered



Jerusalemite earthquake

Oh the joyous cult of Meron.

It saddens me.