ARRESTED ATTENTION, LONG HAIRS & A MACABRE OMEN IN THE WOMB
It's not like I created the universe or the solar system for that matter, the sun's shinin' lighter man
Other than that, I found that the Earth is spinning, wobbling and revolving in orbit about the s#It
Cream of the crop we are here and now on the only planet to allow DNA survival of the barely fit
Monkeys in some form appear to be the likely relatives of the man with a plan in a hip Ghanistan.
Barrels of root beer and fruit of the vine from the hundred yards of the gridiron's chalk and turf
Taken right out of the archives of morons and idiots evolved in immediate control of The Smurf
Beings from another place in Space, fallen like angels out of heaven, long before mankind's reign
Bombs and rockets aside, gunpowder & chinese fertility will overcome one genome, batchit sign.
None of this action & predication kills monsters on & off screen, on stage or behind iron curtains
Things themselves will roll the wheels off of the rims, hub caps will fly and steel belts' mortal sins
To the mice & men who traverse tollways & expressways, linked freeways between all interstates
All or none & one for all, drunk on the Kool-aid, grape, cherry of a Hawaiian punched out of fates.
Drafted & conscripted for the War of this World, terrible TNT weapon, aposteriori of extinction
Build it and they will use it, that's why you've got to live for today 'cause tomorrow it'll be done
Even if you don't want it to, tomorrow might be next year, next decade, before a one and a two
I would not lie and I'm not one to double-cross your heart and soul with the twist of a tin screw.
Maybe Dead ones have something that living many will never have, all in on a Time/Space's warp
Underworld of the core that came from no apparent origin, blamed on gods & accidents of CoVid
Streaming electrons from dark, empty skies, well done here and now for all tweets' twerps' below
Sliding into One's own tail is one way to work it all out, an amorphous anomaly, a dark, holy hole.
Times to live and times to die of pierced armor or DNA fission of atomic fusion, slipped a Mickey
Not the mouse that was Mighty but the timid friend of Minnie, Pluto and Goofy & ol' duck Daffy
Omens from the hieroglyphics recorded on the stone and the rice paper parchment, Truth of God
Earth shakes & quakes, the lava runs, the islands rise from the H2O evaporation into Space blood.
Freedom to nobody here and now, all surviving at the mercy of the Revolution & orbit continuum
Extinction or survival are the only choices, ain't no dream you'll awake from, we, y'all lie sleepin'
It's the way it is, gravitational collapse & a Big Bang in perpetuity, being my boomerang creepin'
Mythological reasons for Ends of the World, Zeus, Zarathustra & dragons in heaven's wild scum.
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Thursday, July 8th, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 2:22 PMPST
{ #FinishedThisMastaPeace while flinchin' to #TheUniverse #Netflix link @ https://www.netflix.com/watch/81271185?trackId=155573560 }
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?
It's not like I created the universe or the solar system for that matter, the sun's shinin' lighter man
Other than that, I found that the Earth is spinning, wobbling and revolving in orbit about the s#It
Cream of the crop we are here and now on the only planet to allow DNA survival of the barely fit
Monkeys in some form appear to be the likely relatives of the man with a plan in a hip Ghanistan.
Barrels of root beer and fruit of the vine from the hundred yards of the gridiron's chalk and turf
Taken right out of the archives of morons and idiots evolved in immediate control of The Smurf
Beings from another place in Space, fallen like angels out of heaven, long before mankind's reign
Bombs and rockets aside, gunpowder & chinese fertility will overcome one genome, batchit sign.
None of this action & predication kills monsters on & off screen, on stage or behind iron curtains
Things themselves will roll the wheels off of the rims, hub caps will fly and steel belts' mortal sins
To the mice & men who traverse tollways & expressways, linked freeways between all interstates
All or none & one for all, drunk on the Kool-aid, grape, cherry of a Hawaiian punched out of fates.
Drafted & conscripted for the War of this World, terrible TNT weapon, aposteriori of extinction
Build it and they will use it, that's why you've got to live for today 'cause tomorrow it'll be done
Even if you don't want it to, tomorrow might be next year, next decade, before a one and a two
I would not lie and I'm not one to double-cross your heart and soul with the twist of a tin screw.
Maybe Dead ones have something that living many will never have, all in on a Time/Space's warp
Underworld of the core that came from no apparent origin, blamed on gods & accidents of CoVid
Streaming electrons from dark, empty skies, well done here and now for all tweets' twerps' below
Sliding into One's own tail is one way to work it all out, an amorphous anomaly, a dark, holy hole.
Times to live and times to die of pierced armor or DNA fission of atomic fusion, slipped a Mickey
Not the mouse that was Mighty but the timid friend of Minnie, Pluto and Goofy & ol' duck Daffy
Omens from the hieroglyphics recorded on the stone and the rice paper parchment, Truth of God
Earth shakes & quakes, the lava runs, the islands rise from the H2O evaporation into Space blood.
Freedom to nobody here and now, all surviving at the mercy of the Revolution & orbit continuum
Extinction or survival are the only choices, ain't no dream you'll awake from, we, y'all lie sleepin'
It's the way it is, gravitational collapse & a Big Bang in perpetuity, being my boomerang creepin'
Mythological reasons for Ends of the World, Zeus, Zarathustra & dragons in heaven's wild scum.
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Thursday, July 8th, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 2:22 PMPST
{ #FinishedThisMastaPeace while flinchin' to #TheUniverse #Netflix link @ https://www.netflix.com/watch/81271185?trackId=155573560 }
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?
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