IMAGINE ROBERT FROST WEEPING BECAUSE CHARLOTTE SMITH WROTE, “NATURE DELIGHTS ME MOST WHEN MOST SHE MOURNS”

sometimes when I open my stolen dictionary

I witness Mr. Frost sitting in the woods

watching the trees drop their leaves

he attaches a word to each leaf

——HANDCUFFED TO DEATH, GEORGE JONES THROWING ROCKS AND CURSING THE LIFE HE LIVED, THE LIFE HE LET SLIP BY——

THE SOUND OF HIS VOICE JUST THE PASSING OF GAS, NO ENUNCIATION JUST BUBBLES

NO SHOW JONES WITH A PILLOWCASE OVER HIS HEAD

STRIPPED OF MATERIAL PROSPERITY

NO SHOW JONES DECREPIT

HOLDING HANDS

WITH DEATH

——WAKE UP AT 6PM AND PEOPLE ASK ME IF I PARTY——

Strangers watching television in the living room and I don’t even realize that I’m at home. I was sure that I didn’t own a TV that size. Turns out that someone brought it over and jacked my Wi-Fi and they were watching antics at the Dylan household. Seems Bob was getting fresh stuffing for an evening out.

one leg thicker than the other

difficult upper teeth

cruel smiles

from his own premises

things were as they should be

Mister Bob Dylan in grade school boots

a gentleman and an intentional Christian

understanding his penis had gone Quixote

——NO SECRET, JESUS HAS THE BEST BICYCLE IN HEAVEN——

Private Jesus listens to Patsy Cline. Jesus has feelings too.

Heaven will give us employment

our work will supply us with pleasure

our work will never be completed no matter

People say that I loaned Johnny Cash money but that’s not true. I just gave him the funds. Johnny and June were family.

Johnny was the great Husbandman

June, his earthly garden

sometimes when the good stuff came to town

Johnny would hoot and holler

surely this is what our Lord meant

TOILING AND SPINNING/GOLD AND SILVER IN ABUNDANCE

standing in the shadows while their world is destroyed

poor devils on the evening news

knowing not what direction

they tumble or fall

Adele donated an acorn

(+) wavering and tossed about, weightless on Earth

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