#GameShowYouAlwaysLose #WinningMonopoly #LyinLiarNaturally #HolyArse #ShyTown #ElevatedTrain #AboveTheFloodPlain #WHOlovesYouBaby?

PERFECT DELUSION OF TROLLS, SCRATCHIN' FOR MY 2 CENTS

Kitties in the middle of the fray wondering exactly why it smells so bad around Man's scat
Long ago back in the day when we lived upwind from the ones that caused a blink of an eye
Mothers, sisters, brothers and absentee fathers got together in a state of holy welfare #Fat
Apes walkin' upright, naked with fur and fat to keep the bones warm enough to duplicate It.

Cancer will do it but so will an accident or old age, either way the verve will slip away, my son
My daughters and sisters and mothers are saved by disregard for this ultimate way to a six gun
Snatched from behind, locked down by hundreds of pounds of feline menace, bytes to throats
All the data your rocks ever need to roll from volcano to the sea, monkeys jump in the moats.

Here is a conditional proposition for a deductive argument for reason & logic, if you live you die
Regardless of the ten commandments or the due process of municipal or country regulation pie
Gaols are empty, the prisoners are now on the loose again, without jobs, without cash, just bats
For their fellow men & women, their kin & friends, even Christians' foes who feed them to cats.

In the sixth sense, communication will stream to the open third eyes, uninflated for a free lunch
Jelly & peanut butter, fresh, white wonder bread, mock 1 to 3 stooges in a solipsistic superglide
Speeding down the wrong way on a one way street into the beach and the surf into the riptide
You don't know like I know, this feeling of Tides suckin' souls to the core of an Hawaiian punch.

You loved it so you lit it up & held up your hand until you burnt fingerprints off thumbs of nuns
Robbin' the banks & returning to sender, star from which we came, a heap of a big-bang zoom
Then in this oneness, this singularity, your boredom will fill the next explosion, an eon of puns
Promises to come back to pick you up and take you back home to the nest, to your living room.

Light 'em up if you've got 'em, you know what I mean when the stage goes dark, clear light see
Held tight to the last notes of sound from the drums, horns and electric strings, ears ring free
Everyday sound in the environment has departed my attention, gone stone deaf at high pitch
Constant as the universal, multidimensional Space & Time, Relativity, General & Specific itch.

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r j j  stephan, i
c.  Vendredi, May XXVIIIth, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 9:11 AMPST
{  Drafted while listenin' to #11ReasonsToMoveToChicagoIn2021 @StevenRussellB link @ https://youtu.be/uPPNO3HF-uU }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?