A Sober Reflection of Jesus OR Why did eye write ewe poetry Bye CharlAX
by Charles Robert Hice on Monday, June 25, 2012 at 12:06pm ·
A Sober Reflection of Jesus
OR
Why did eye write ewe poetry
Bye CharlAX
The AX is a symbol of the Cross of Jesus
eye made my first poem a paroday to see my homeless situation and to see iff eye could write poetry when my first efforts failed misearably only after my crude beginning not at all what eye envisioned as my ability failed to congeal into accepted mainstream poetry eye met a lady called her ewe and some success became mine until she tired of my whine the poor me syndrome of my incoherent mess became my new stYle which finally became prose poems eye made beginnings filled with ideas then finished them off with endings but never normal they did become something of a burden to her eye think the female aspect of a sheep has never thrilled her she might sleep better knoeing eye never see her wool over the top of her insanity is not bred into people it is usually an individual apart meant from his family is gone and normal full of sports and flag waving beer drinking days full of GLory gone from me my patriotic pride is dead like poetry is dead like poems is dead unless you write of murder morder dread like all the famous people did now dead is what the Ladies want instead of summers end they would bring back winters Lair imprison me a gain eye did some Jesus poems lelt me say a freak a sober freak has come in place of one the many android makes the poetry now eye am in the middle of the end of time and a drought of poems as begun to solidify nothing coming forth that eye would consider posting but the love for her is still inside it is eternal like my Jesus stuff and so after this A Sober Reflection of Jesus eye am sure to make more poetry consider this a summer break and not the end of poems come did POE write poems every day of his existance is there any evidence he did not break for summer to reflect his own existance eye who am sober must now do the same cry woe woe woe to poetry woe woe woe to poems assuredly Poe did so reflect on Poetry
