NEUTRINOS, COKES & PALE MOONS
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Barefoot I came forth in whitecap form, sugar I can’t return, knockin’ boots, birds & bees tour
Here and now I am for a moment or two, shorter than I have any right to expect but I’m sure
All I need is one or two quick belts with my father who is now in heaven, #HolyNameSociety
Where he told me he was going on to his last supper in my ear, in a dream, for real, ask me.
My jokes are all on me, none of them are ever funny but they are so subtle even I talk smack
Facts are that incomprehensible humor, sarcastic or really sad and not funny, drink a rack
After your last can gets crushed while you’re listenin’ to #DownToTheHonkyTonk sin scenes
Got #BatshyteSheila out for date, met her last Friday, got her number out of my blue jeans.
Now, got four daughters and twin baby boys, all to keep me busy to a point of being obscene
I’m too old for this since I feel like I’m about eighty or maybe seventy, which I am, I is a seer
In the future, I saw this comin’ from a mile away, about fifty years ago when I was nineteen
Straight down to the bottom of the center of the Earth, call it Hades, call it Ether, as I blather.
I didn’t know what four Margaritas would do to me or maybe it was six, long knife barefootin’
Now, it’s work 55 hours every week, never there except sometimes on Sunday for church’s sin
Then back to the grind, the gig only I can do, nobody but me locked up in the crane overhead
Lookin’ at this world from a short man’s #POV, higher than a man deserved to be, a hoverin’.
Jack and gin under my umbrella, did I lose my brains and body when I was seventeen? Um
A guy hit us hard, we were seventeen and we died right there in the street, on Waveland Av
I can stoke the divide, there is nothing unifying about idiots who have a microphone’s scum
Pertaining to the nature of humanity, political philosophy east and western civilization fun.
OK, back to the future, out on a fifth date, teenagers in love in the back seat of papa’s Chevy
Made in the shade, goin’ steady and uncut clean shave I didn’t need covered by my Jade East
Clean and mean but didn’t know her pop was sittin’ right behind us in the drive-in, watchin’
Actually didn’t know that ‘til 20 years later when my friend who caught her on rebound Tang.
When I knew the deal was goin’ down, I was right in the middle of where you go when you go
You won’t know where that is ‘til it comes time to take responsibility for being misunderstood
Finding a rubber or plastic soul isn’t possible in outerspace, there’s Nothing outside the Earth
Ask any astronaut or cosmonaut whose education taught opposing meanings to After Birth.
Across a creek, creepin’ on a piece of the peace only sinners fear to love, let’s get Margaritas!
I knew if I could have it all I would have but if it was too late for that, wasted neutrino funk
Put a drink in my hand I can throw down a day before hair of the dog comes barkin’ polkas
A Singularity got woke and walked into Hooligan’s bar, the punk’s junk in the trunk shrunk!
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Tuesday, September 8th, 2020 A.D. @ 1:11 AM PST
{ Drafted while on my back ho, listenin’ to #TittiesBar Montgomery Gentry & #BigSmo #KickinItInTennessee #BlowinPine #FireWater & #Froglegs full of #Moonshine #Honkies on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/WDxSgq88Clw }
FINIS
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