#SNAPS, I’sA #dozens ROYAL FLUSH
Richard Joseph Stephan · Sunday, November 11, 2018
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In the middle of dead night up on the north pole’s moguls and snow-blind slopes, I fly above
Everywhere gets no higher than I do, call me bald but I’ve got feathers you can see all my love
A deep blue sea or under fire, smoke, dirt and rock you get buried within a pretender’s spirit
Where the matter of elder dust, asexual copied genes of RNA in the DNA nucleii, you got it?
Now and then the family’s needing some food and comfort in the dark nights, therefore I am
Nothing else to do here and now in the presented past and denied future dirty water scams
Games on the boards and the grounds of being, with the players, the rules and happy ending
Where the beans are counted and the gold is saved in the lead vaults of the planet’s lining.
Outside of this Earth, there is nothing for thousands of miles and then there is rolling rock
Between the emptiness of the Void and the Vacuum, Nothing is left to appear on the block
Staying out of tune for extended periods of time causes malfunctions in the junction, doubt
Only one of them and there are many more behind and ahead of where I stand in and out.
Dizzy up there in the heights of the abscence of everything, you know exactly what I mean
Even if you’ve forgotten your trip from the netherworld into the conceived DNA of a teen
Sudden birth, sudden death in the stars because you cannot blame it on the One sun, ours
That would be a destructive and burning hot First Cause, it would ruin Hollywood stars.
Walks and runs of fame’s fortune and neverending acts of naitivity, ignorance and fake news
From All Fathers without children and Mothers without husbands, you got it, TV-Radio ruses
Bitter people young and old, feeding off of young, helpless and hopeless, down-luck’s dumps
For a jinxed, stoned rock-play, happiness springs and falls, it’s the #TheDonald who trumps.
An appearance on the side of the road with the full metal jackets of your grandmother’s sons
Trucking from sea to sea, from Gulfs to borders of North and South poles of neutrons’ mix
All of our children want freedom and the ability to be civilized in their neighborhood matrix
Here’s the serving of man you waited for, the #Manburger, eagles just runnin’ the #Dozens.
by
r j j stephan, i { "blazing", "hiking", "roasting", "capping", "clowning", "ranking", "ragging", "rekking", "crumming", "sounding", "checkin", "joning", "woofing", "wolfing", "sigging", or "signifying" }
c. BLOVEMBER 11, 2018 AD @ 11:11 AM PST
{ DRAFTED b4 the #Daylight was blocked by the For those in the path of the CaliforniaFires Malibu WoolseyFire, #GodBlessYall, & may comfort be in your near future & listenin’ to Stevie Ray Vaughan ‘LIVE’ Montreaux link @ https://youtu.be/S2uMYyAKFvU }
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