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as for this barrage its
of dribs and drabs its
of bibs and bobs it is
no scripture but a scrapture
no catch-all just a capture
I can only pick up my pieces
fit them together into some
fitful pattern of releases
hope they might make sense
every sixth or seventh even
might really be interesting
if I keep the attempts dense
if I keep the pace
of throwing everything against the wall
even if most just end up getting
thrown back in my embarrassed face
you gotta just keep on going
hope quantity eventually equates
to quality at least in spits and spates
as for this barrage its
one of my continuing attempts
to construct my own kind
of a secularized grace
blitzing out what I have to say
hoping it might make you laugh
or at least help you
come what may
from day to day