HONEY AND LOLA MOVIN’
To the beat and thump of an unknown smash from a man or beast or falling tear slander
It really doesn’t matter at all since the same flight will happen any day on yesterday’s fly
No difference between being born right now or just after a Big Bang or Silent Whimper
Parked between rocks and hard places until they get vaporized and make room for a spy.
Unnatural and unnerving if you keep your mind on it and focus on the thing that exists
Inside the mind or outside of it in the essence of the being’s bones, eat the monotheists
Then when they’re all gone, starting a fresh look at the situational ethics we love begins
Coming for the jugular vein of the keeper of the stuff we can’t know, bled on trash bins.
From hidden bushes to the rail road tracks, boys and some girls walk, in boots and sneakers
Looking for a place to be alone for a moment, to be alive and feel safe from God’s assaulters
Won’t leave any one alone, if you are awake and alive, you’ll be cased and swindled out of it
For a love of money and life, it’s all one and the same to a bad boys creed, don’t phuquit me.
Part time and full time wanted to pass the time, reverse the time and speed up time mood
Because in the dimensions without answers, ignorance remains blissful and kills the blood
Immediate attention to the volume of dead dirt left from the forest fire, worst in Cal history
Takin’ a stand beneath the reddened sky and killing the hydrogen and oxygen of water vapor
In full view of the devastatting effect of letting a fire happen in the heat of the summertime
Singin’ and hummin’ tunes from the cotton pickin’ days of the master and the slave’s door
Honey in the comb and blastin’ the song that The Kinks sang about her, Lola dropped a dime.
by r j j stephan, i
c. August 8, 2018 Wednesday @ 2:22 AM PST
{ written while listenin’ to Zac Brown Band a live concert in #NapaValley 2013 on youTube with the #HeavenlyBodies link @ https://youtu.be/T721JwErNFY}
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