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FORSTERITE'S AIRTIGHT LIGHT FROM THE CENTER MICRODOT
Tails full of feathers movin' back and forth as if I'm not lookin' for #TheLook flash on a cellphone
Heaven is the form of the human female in whichever way it comes down from the skull & bone
Mothers of us all moved & we came out alright, a little underbaked, we took care of the scuffles
Sliding on dance floors & walkin' on the thin, blue lines drawn on the Harlem and Watt shuffles.
Hit and run away from your mother and father, so far away you can't visit except on blue moons
Which come few and far between the pretty & the ugly which may be both the good & the bad
On this timeline in outerspace, 93 million miles away from a star other than myself, jesting lad
Streets walked, roads run and still the distance I'll go, short of infinity, less than zero, f'n goons.
Ponies got rode and bet on even though they jockeys are in charge, glue chewin' on the bit byte
Monkeys in the saddle, whippin' the arse to move faster than light only to move the good fight
From womb to tomb, I wrote the words on the walls but forgot to show the keyhole's secrets
Nothing behind the door, no light and nothing in a form of close knit cells of DNA, do not fret!
Meaning if you're not the food of a predator, that's all you can hope for, protect & defend chit
Your body's bones and the soul of your inherited genome is all you have, there's no life post It
Small monkeys and smaller virus packed DNA cause the FLU to cover me and you, a boy in a box
Either I'm right or I'm wrong but in any case, I've made the 1st move, now it's yours you GD fox!
Walk, crawl, fly, jump, dig this and you will know it all like Bullwinkle's rock leakin' wisdom dope
Hot or cold, rockin' and rollin' along the infinite lines of the Unmoved Mover, One fillopian rope
Balls hit, balls caught, rolled, flew out, bounced, pitched, fired, curved, dropped every way loose
Games made, bets played, won or lost, in the end the losers pile up at the exit, drunk on booze.
Tripped to the Earth's empty centerfold, mother Earth naked and in perfect 208 bone form, alas
I am all there is left, no worries about being beaten and killed by the boogiemen in the swamps
Monkeys and the babies that drop from their wombs are what God made as specialty cow's cud
What goes in must come out, if it goes up it must come down, etc, etc, so eat body, drink blood.
Just a kiss left over and it's all finished, all done but the ritual of crying and sorrow for the loss
When in reality, it's a reminder that we're all gonna go when it's our time, that's the pity, boss
I knew at birth that this was a gift, a free ticket to ride, I didn't pay my karma in advance, I owe
Paying the piper for the stuff, the material world, the spirit world, that's what I live for, a Blow!
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Mercredi, May 19th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 5:05 AMPST
{ Drafted because I COULD NOT STAND IT NO MORE, listenin' to #TheHarlemShuffle in a LOOP by the @RollingStones on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/nAkMTu6q2pY }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?
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