The burden of a conscience by steven Now, have you seen? The black mane of a dark horse As it slithers and kiss the marble Now the whore petticoat, cloaks an On a starry night whispers its oat 2
Our Ancestors by steven We’d hope to say what they meant As we have seen them come and go Sprouting the heart of the lonely Cruising the bell and towing the l They’ve pour their wisdom, fears, 4
Be Wonderful by steven if you don’t want to do anything but reading, read loud if you don’t want to read and maybe all you want is to eat, eat now, 1
Glazing mortar by steven glazing mortar, maze in order, the rate of those reluctant covers the least occupant, laziness takes over the other work but with your might and focus,
Dripping tear by steven I cry blood I cry a very dark red blood I cry I cry to read along the lines I Cry a meaningless tear sometime