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Tuesday, January 12, 2021

#LockedGates #BreakOnThroughToTheOtherSide #PassiveBuddhaTequilla

#CarlosTequillaCasaNoble

 NO REASON TO BE OR NOT TO BE, GETTIN' BY

This is no party in the middle of nowhere with nothing to do, this is like in real life, I say

If you didn't know by now, it's hopeless and you'll reincarnate into a snail, forsooth today

Nothing more to say yet there'll be words that won't end the controversy, I cut some slack

Because the divinity loves you and I for the sake of being loved in return, there's payback.


Nairobi to North Highlands, the game is the same, just a name and rules of the third kind

First come, first served and the last one to the party always gets the hind teat, like Gump

It can't be undone, it's set in stone once the first step was taken, close your eyes and jump

It's further than you thought but not as far as it really is, in your mind which you can't find.


Myopia qualifies as the first defense against clear sight, what you can't see will kill you

What you do see is an illusion of the matrix to soothe the savage beast, raging with flu

It's the CoVid19 on the way from the monkey meat to the gorilla glue, mankind Randos

On the way to the extinct part of life's evolution, aberrant RNA annihilated my rodeos.


Livestock now the cattle making the burgers and beefs to soothe the humane hunger

Fries or onion rings on the side, chocolate shake or coke on ice, all you need to get by

I asked why after the professors asked me why I didn't ask, there was the empty echo

Wall to wall, big balls bounced back and forth, up and down, dribbled a bounce slow.


I needed you to get by and you went AWOL without knowing you were my sweet bubble

Puzzles incomplete so it's been taken down and mixed into it's original menudo of trouble

Muck and mire could not obscure the meaning any more, it's oblique substance at the core

Mothers of eagles & fathers of hawks mixed-up flights, stole penny candy in a dime store.


Shine my shoes, brown or black maybe white, all up and down Chicago's avenues, cash me

Boots or shoes of leather, shine like the day they got cut from the hide, all we need to is bite

Covered up feet, recombined the DNA to make amends for instigation of transgender cadre

Nothing I can do to reverse the past, infinitely sorry for all the loves, now, show your right!

 

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  January 12th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 9:11 PM PST

{  I've had it right up to HERE!  Drafted this piece while listenin' to @MarvinGaye & @TammyTerrell @AintNoMountainHighEnough on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/H6AdUMHazNo }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

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