LOCKDOWN, WORD-UP ROCKAWAY
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Apple trees or pear trees didn’t matter much, Adam plowed the furrow, Eve’s drained swamp
Nobody and nothing can follow the logic and reason from the premise to the conclusion lump
Everything is all rolled into a ball in outerspace, nothing left except every little thing, Big One
Shakin’ and rattlin’ aged men and young studs just by shakin’ her money makin’ hoochie coo.
Gates of heaven and hell swung wide open and waiting for the minions to thrust in, never out
Once a dot has incarnated and survived still-births of folks who give a damn, twist and shout
Particular to the specific, in general, nothing to me and the perceptions of this reality’s phuq
Orphan or eldest of six, that mama walked, that papa balked and left the whole world to suck.
In a circle’s line drive or a triangle’s 3, 45 degree angles, 3 blind men, 65 chessed out squares
Apples, pears & pomegranate berries, sweet/sour taste of waste, ingrown metaphysical hairs
Tiger by the tail and a lion in the den, the cool cats are all copacetic, 3 course meal is in utero
Cool cats and old coots bringing up the status symbols of the bedroom, sexy mama, no Soho!
Awe and shock being right where it’s always been, behind your baby eyes and nose, in a head
In a mind, full of concocted doors of perception, morality and ethics of live jokers, so dead
Pertaining to the nature of blow and suck, it is what the Earth does, after all is said and done
Mic up the guys in the back of the room, no ladies or girls way back there in the darkness fun.
War of this Earth in the final battle of the cell’s nucleus, nuclear war just a way to Supernova
It’s not personal, the dream of mankind ends just like it began, in a whimper of star dirt caca
Famous or not, The Way of warriors is the only way, the alternative is just to be, a DNA germ
Fight for your right to suck or blow a Goddess’ outerspace face, photo-finished Sperm-worm!
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r j j stephan, i
c. SAMEDI, ROCKTOBER 23RD, 2019 A.D. @ 5:55 AM PST
{ LIKE a snake slithering from tree to tree lookin’ for a sight for sore eyes, drafted in God’s waterdam listenin’ to mighty @BuddyGuy while angels were walkin’ by the blind men, jammin’ to #WhatKindOfWomanIsThis in a loop, link @ https://youtu.be/0zhV99Bvrgg }
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