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Monday, August 06, 2018

#FatherOfMine #FatherOfYours #AMotherphqrr

MOTHER’S FATHER OF US ALL

No fear inside the head, nothing at all other than a wisp of sewer wind, flowin’ in me for fun
Popped up and dropped down into the deepest gully grooved into the crevasse, it’s a scheme
Not that you’d ever know if I didn’t mention it, your mama and papa didn’t say a thing, son
You thought you were a special thing, a thing itself, apart from your form of skin and bone.

Gold in the veins of the dead star’s essence, still moving the super cosmic filth ball around
In relative circles, nearly escaping the gravitational pull but then always returning to the hole
Where the star sun generates its essence and effulgence for the sustenance of your empty soul
Playin’ the games and the music until the end is near, then losing the laughter, giggle sound.

A hit or a miss every year, every summer, every fall, winter and spring but always feels good
Alternatives are unacceptable, for instance, disease, death, pain, suffering, nagging, no food
Therefore, logical and rational as I am, I choose to hunt and store food for the duration of me
When I die, no surprise, my jaw’ll gape open like everyone else, eyes wide open but can’t see.

Supreme love for the process of the evolution of Space and Time and the embedded heroes
Ones that nobody will ever forget because the legend is monumental compared to the blows
Everybody takes them, uppercuts, right crosses, jabs, punches in the ribs, kidneys and groin
On the way down for the count, knocked out but happy in the disease, God’s flippin’ a coin.

Programmed to stop and hold up the process at the fork in the road, nobody can ever go back
From Motown to a City of Angels, round back through Dallas, Baton Rouge, NYC and Chi-T
No 800 numbers to dial for help, no 411 on speed dial, just final blinks, a stain out of whack
Like you’ve done since a teenager, super-kid bloomed out of a puddle of mud by the wet sea.

by
r j j stephan, i
c. August 6, 2018 Monday @ 11:11 AM PST
{ written as I drifted into a PLETHORA OF CRISPY SMOKE in the California skies & listenin’ to Uncle Kracker on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/06WM8oLH87M & @Everclear #FatherOfMine #MyDaddyGaveMeAName #ThenHeWalkedAway on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/kkcbxjWG9Mc }

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