Righteous garment apparel

Righteous garment apparel


Humility of the pastry
Is bitterly tasty
Upon my
Ever discerning palate
Never surrounded
By lady luck
She pouted
Suddenly showered
Though I covered up
Turin shrouded
Havin' the horse sense
So I mounted
Intellectual overcast
Mind became clouded
It poured downward
Hail is fitting for this crowned king
Utterly astounded
At the mammon in my avaricious
Pocket of resistance
Privileged middleclass upbringing
Though shanti village type mental sheltered existence
Lack of discipline
Pregnant pausing
Cautiously talkative
Scatter brained
Separating thoughts-and
Hindsight of the mind's eye
Is glaucoma
With absolutely no focus
Tend to go a bit overboard
Jettison my shoulders
Release the stress
Whilst I recline in the lotus
Tearin' up my perilous card deck of tarot
Clothed forever in righteous garmented apparel