TO BE AS YOU WERE, AS IT'S ALWAYS BEEN, IT DEPENDS
If I were you, I'd listen very carefully to what I'm relating to you in a Word, Bon Scott's eyes to scan
Put that failed kidney, ulcerated, organic malfunction back where it came from, an idiot's royal scam
Barking, purring, whistling the star spangled banner type of parrot heads that talk turkey with gusto
Ends of the pinks of inner realms' cool to the hot but pink's just purple-lite, my go to guy, de facto.
Forever and an Earth day, wobbling in a circle on an invisible axis that doesn't exist, Nothing at all
Nothing matters even if it used to matter before I got here and opted out of my contract, as I freefall
From ceilings and domes, even the canopy of the atmospheric pressure upon the poles, in perihelion
Portions of the superior and inferior are imprinted indelibly upon the acid of the genes, code of a jin.
Stuck in a bottle with a cork stoppin' the gaping hole, it's all I've got in the world, my pillow corner
Nobody knows and nobody cares about anything I'm saying or what I'm doing before their very eyes
Like magic, causes have no effect & some effects lack a cause, in retrograde of Mars' & Jupiter's sin
Fate's finger is complicit and the rest is history, animals evolve and put the nature of a beast within.
Noodles and soup to soothe the savage beast that walks on locked in bones, no causes & no worries
Nothing to feel ashamed about and nothing to be proud of because it's just the motion of the ocean
Moving the unmoved into an eternal, perpetual motion of atomic love and charm, H-bomb of peace
Without me or right when I stood upon some of the concrete and steel from ZZ Tops crib, Rock EZ!
De facto defunct, by it's very nature, neither here nor now, earthbound bones from a maroon's zipgun
Comin' in and out of consciousness, asleep and dreaming or wide awake and in a stupor, to have fun
Games played, finished due to exhaustion and ready to turn off the projector and recorder, all to sleep
Not enough gives into hallucinations and too much allows disengagement with this living in the deep.
Horizontal bopping me and vertical leaping the divine innocence, puts me in a place in Space of envy
Nobody will take this away from me and none will know it's power over One soul and no other, saavy
Like soup and crackers, the rest can just eat cake like their mothers and fathers used to do, love of God
Unseen yet deposited as the Matter that preceded the Big Bang, an illusion of pirates & kings of blood.
by
r j j stephan, i
c. March 8th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 3:33 Post Meridian PST
{ Jammed while listenin' to @BobDylan #ThingsHaveChanged link @ https://youtu.be/L9EKqQWPjyo }
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