Pony Payroll Bones talkin....July 2016
by Matthew PonY Bones Proctor
Dog Dog Parts OnE
“You come over here shoot my dog----She does say.
She is far far off in old.
Her skies are dark pink.
Her nervous system is collapsing one
nerve dissolution upon the times.
I came here to heal your dog.
I came here with your dog.
Her name is sophia..
She is a messenger from the true God dess
of this….not thus Thistle world….
I came here to heal….
I came here through the wood.
In the wood i found tha woods.
In tha woods i found the forest.
In tha woods i found a forest.
I came here to heal…..and got lost…
..i lost the memoires memories of many many things…..
So much lost.
BlooD relation retaliation
Lovers LOVinG LoVerS
Tattering the family who goes
That goes tarry tarry tatter tha patchwork familY QuilT
Lovers and friends and tha family tatters
Shoutin on de hoT IrOn skiLLet
And our blood sloshins and sizzlins
With tha greasy greasin butter
And we will shall congeal
When tha stove goes cold
And tha draft this mightY winter
Breathes deeper in here
What we thoughT was our simple dark.
We dream two sleeps
Dusk or dawn?
All tha dark all tha awful dark moaning.
Gatekeeper Gate keeper swing here mY bribe
somethings ain’t free
Oh. COmmotion….OH OH COMMOTIONS!
Lost in de pack of Three LEgged dogs again!