LOADED, A SHOT FULL OF LOVE
Richard Joseph Stephan · Saturday, May 16, 2020
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Fix is always in for the descendants of the mobster crews, long gone but left a DNA tornado
But you have no idea what form of shape that is, whatever looks hot to eat, Zeus’ hot tomato
Up to their tricks havin’ the kicks that just keep gettin’ harder to find for the minions & kin
Believers in the men who lie and obfuscate the Truth to get to the end and take it out & in.
Bringing the creatures to assemble en masse for the dream team of humanity, to be fish roe
Really makes little difference to the mortals, they’re all gonna go sooner or later, some now
Or a hundred years hence, a looking back to the blow jobs given by the queens of the kings
Shot off their entire clip into the wrong bull’s eye and now the dream is stuck within things.
Not knowing anything about why, when, who, where or how it’s all going to play out for us all
Gives us all a false sense of security there in the end of the conundrum without a solution call
In or out of the ring, the rink, outfield, the diamond, the gridiron and my video screen, Christ
Mighty sting of a pointed stiletto, sharp venom in a vein, I modified a void, it was a holy heist.
I went out kicking and screaming as if someone could respond and fight for my right to see
I laugh at my silly expectations, modified download eons of #FakeNews naturally, little feet
Got the present from the past leading to the future, laughing, crying, moving an Unmoved E
After the D, before the F as it always should be, for the order & meaning to remain obsolete.
Picture your shy last breath, last blink and a swimming in the adult pool with the higher dive
Back flips, jackknives for the grounded hogs and beautiful ones who love to watch the hip jive
Loaded or not, shooting blanks or a full clip of hot lead into the bullseyes and bones of GI Joe
Copped the matter and form to fit an evil, live mood, gun loved in utero, loaded TNT to blow!
Fix is always in for the descendants of the mobster crews, all long gone but left DNA recombo
In the wobble and spin in circles along the ecliptic we go together for a bit, I am an innuendo
Alone it’s got to be when you’re all there is, nothing’s left, remainder is Us, I got what I gave
Momentous occasion for boys & girls who used to be inconceivable, cocked bone spirit grave.
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Saturday May 16th, 2020 A.D. @ 3:33 PM PST
{ Drafted during an off #Jag of Multiservicios Zztop #Gunlove in a loop on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/5Nm-t41XQCI }
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