Today was Sunday, so Abilene and I were doing our Sunday activities!
On the way home we encountered a dove in our path,
it appeared to have broken it’s wing.
(no picture of the real dove, it’s better that way.)
and that brought up a difficult choice;
do we die or do we travel?
“Yarn and Glue” by Joanna Newsom
“Do you know what this is son?
This is the panopticon.
And all around us blink the brash
And shifty eyes of common cash.
So do we die or do we travel
down the path by which one dabbles…
In the arts of antediluvian crafts
So gather twilight to your breast,
And couch the rabble-rouser’s nest
And we will take a day of rest,
And we will all be heaven-blessed!
And we will gather round to dine,
And pass the time with wicked rhymes
And toast in dandelion wines
To hear their mellifluous chimes!
We toast the fallow furrows that we sow,
We toast the monies that we owe, oh, oh…
We toast the creditors we daily face,
Who topple down with gruesome grace.
And we toast the aristocrats with blood of blue,
Because we know our collars are that colour too,
And we toast the artisans of antediluvian crafts
With yarn and glue!
We do, we do!
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