DEVILS' EGGS, ALL ALONE, TIME TO COME HOME
It's melodrama 'bout saying yo hey, lovin' every minute in Zanzibar with a 70 year old girl scout
Jersey girl cells of my home sweeter than 'bama sweet home, buzz below, above any holy doubt
Whatever you want, bees' knees etcetera, here on Earth, out of mom & pop, who're good cops
Stardusted stuff mixed into blood & bone, atoms of the itty bitty, hocus pocus, occult full stops.
Free is not what you'd think it should be because it's an illusion of the mind's fears of the dark
Rock stars strokin' gold diggin' hammers, nothing like a super groupie givin' it one good fight
It's not like you & I are the First Cause, the Prime Mover of the entire neon lit walk in the park
Formula of infrared waves & cosmic frequencies dispatched into the neck of ol' Dracule's byte.
In the mode of the poor men who pass the time on Earth without a clue regarding their futures
In Time and Space's winds of change, the thinking of the lean and mean machine I am, endures
It has a lot of zeroes for the final sum of everything, winds of Time and the Silver Bells ringin'
Trollin' 'round for the sake of humanity's function of cosmic slop, you're a fake The Thing, man!
First egg, then conception of the idea out of the massive, infinite Void, a constant oneness price
Nothing anyone you or I know can do anything at all about the Cause or the Effect of Supernova
Being informed of the state of Being not only a human being but also a holy spirit's piece of soul
In one piecebut just an infinitesimal piece of the puzzle, jigsaw & soduku with Jack Daniel's ice.
If you can stop & think about it before you have to resume your function as humanity's designed
Then you'll be able to follow the way down, middle of the Way, a Path from the get-go stop signs
Got thoroughly inebriated with devil's eggs of the foggy bottoms of 32 chromosomes' half a mile
Hairless monkeys, naked apes and zillions of supra and sub-species, smile, enjoy the ride, smile!
It's no big thing but it is your thing, not my thing but that's fine, that's OK, we all gotta eat & dine
For the sake of the Miraculous that happened the day we were conceived in our mama's way deep
Down in the land underneath the core of the center of Nothing, a Void, a Singularity monkey shine
Live concerts of men's women, banging First Light, silent speakers of voices, we're #woke asleep!
Stilettos and the flintlocks moved the pirates and popes into the treasure protection mode, far out
Away from the eyes and ears of the mentally challenged without the ability to reason about doubt
To know anything is impossible, saying the word doesn't make it so, reality's a search mission now
In the holiness of the Space outside this Earth, Nothing other then the emptiness & silent 66 route.
Whistling in the darkness, I hear the melody of the honeymooners goin' in one ear and out the other
Got a minute or three left before the final destination is absorbed into the infinite's crematorium fir
Smoke from explosions of atomic fodder, my kin, enemies & friends, all alive to be killers of liberty
Ended the future of this orbital nucleus of you, me and mine, all of us have a need to Try It for free!
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Mardi, Freezember 15th, 2020 Anno Domini @ 0300 hours PST
{ Too rude to bother anyone with pain & suffering, wanton soul, I want all of the house's pain for myself, drafted this to a @Billy_Joel concert (1978) link on youTube @ https://youtu.be/QzGhUcko4WI }
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