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HOT D.N.A., #AllHandsOnDeck

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If you get mad about every little thing that goes awry and become a persnickety mermaid hair

Life will be a waste of time for the likes of you, it’s supposed to be a pleasant trip, only for her

Yet it’s not, she’s not where she wants to be and that’s where ever she’s not, a tad out of reach

Angels n’ mermaids flyin’ and swimmin’ around but no happy ending, stones in a sea’s beach.

Pick a number from one to nine and then multiply it times three to the infinite degree, to see

Nothing’s left over when it all comes down to the addicts who breathe air, drink blood of me

Make movies about what they could’ve been doing if they weren’t dead and gone, outed bled

Always a thought after the fact when it’s too late to apply to a situation at hand, hindsighted.

Trippin’, workin’ for a livin’ waitin’ for the weekend, pretend like it don’t matter, just forget it

Perfect world, life on Earth is a complete story of what was and will always be, #FakenewScat

Don’t doubt me, doctors and masters, mad professors and drag queens, mutants of you & me

It’s all ‘bout revolution and orbit of this dirt ball of ash and snow, poppin’ caps, river and sea.

I used to drop to my knees when I had two but when I lost those bones, I lost the way to kneel

Before the statues left for the living to look at and pretend the dead didn’t die, pretend to feel

The bruises that stay once the pain is gone, to remind you that it will hurt again, if you let it

Conditions begin perfectly then deteriorate with the passing of moments, life froze my spit.

An act of love this is, to analyze and categorize the concepts to come up with the Golden Hole

Doing, acting like you’re the creator of this heaven and Earth and every other galaxy’s speck

Deeper than a gap in cosmic stardust, the Mariana Trench sucks you in whether high or low

208 bones glowing in the plasma, cosmic effulgence of terrestrial pablum, all hands on deck!

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r j j stephan, i

c. July 1, 2018 Sunday @ 6:66 PM PST

{ written while listenin’ to #PhillyForgetMeNot by Daryl Hall & John Oates & Train on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/FGMDKNSQC44 }

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