AMAZED YET RESIGNED TO THE HOLY HEARTBREAK, TRUTH
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Mercredi, Blovember 18th, 2020 AnnoDomini
On a day you'll never see, the day after you die on Earth, I've got some news for your pain then
Bring it on home to the presence of the One, you always were and always will be & then some
Once and for all, One will be for All & All for One, just like the Holy Grail's Trinity of an Om
It might be a bit more complicated than it appears to be at first glance, to be or not be & when.
A rooster might doodle to the four winds without a solitary monster showing up to eat Time up
Legs and wings, breast-bubbas, necks, hearts, gizzards & even beaks and eyeballs for Throw up
For the little chicks in the nest, in the pen or just wild as a j-bird on parole, what it is, y'all know
The thing itself and the form of the things that happen to be due to a Big Bang or Hell Fire snow.
Pillars of the sodium-chloride or the formaldehyde of the Ends given as reward for the Evil Good
Meaning nothing but the sun's light and the dark shadow of the Earth wobble-spin around my food
What I eat is the gods' production of atomic fission and fusion to monkey around the clock's fiction
That Time and Space are something more than accidental collisions of random rocks rollin' in Sin.
As I said, as my dad says and his father and grandfather before him, you are a menace to the foal
The herd and the bands of miscreants all reject the Ends, the death of the living within, not murder
That is an option for the venom of the jealousy and hypocrisy of the sleeping dreamers' swagger
On being the nature of what is and what will be, a guess is wild and better than the Truth, #Skoal!
Rich is a state of mind or a name given to the one who descended from a train's rundown, smashed
By that train or the snuff-out of the 1920's by a truck drivin' on the side street, Ohio & Wood keys
It's where that and this came to be, One and the Many from the four corners' garden of the alleys
Whiskey in my glasses all drunk and walking, driving to the dead-man's curves ahead, unabashed.
Light 'em up while you can, if you got 'em light 'em, it's no joke because if it's true, I am borrowed
Time and Space & what's here & now in front of our faces, even if we're blind, deaf & plum dumb
Hit me in the faces of Adam and Eve all the way up to the presence of the clans & the pond scum
No such thing as souls or angels, no afterlife after this One and Only One, this Life is a holy load.
Line the shots up there on the bar, 7 of those #PatronTequila double shots, one last-call @3 PSTAM
I'm knockin' 'em back while you fill 'em up & down from the bottom where the silkworm lives high
Poor boys and girls either orphaned by the young and old bastards and their ilk, girls who hate to die
In the birthing of big-headed sacks of blood & bone, we came through scarred, I said it again, Sam!
Undergrounded, ash end of po' me
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?
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