ROPE'S LONG ENOUGH, STOOGES ACCIDENTALLY SLUNG, HUNG
I thought nothing of capitol punishment' treks, t'was all gonna be forgotten scuttlebut
Not long after ties that bind us all are broken, dicks in the dirt of Time & Space,caput
A Dick & Jane melody, some poetic lines that rhyme in a mad world's spaceship 8 balls
Blinded by infrared & ultraviolet so move along 'cause ain't nothin' to see o'er here y'all.
Game with rules for players so that all's fair in the love & war for whom? The self myth?
Where you'll be when you die is where all of the rest have gone & future others will be
It's like a heaven or limbo compared to hell on Earth. on Mars, Venus, Mercury or Pluto
A piece of your mind is like all of the rest of the big Mind's gold, where it's always been.
Far away in another cosmic awareness of Time and Space, nothing is there, it's the singularity
Of the black hole you used to be in the middle of, fearing it and hating to leave it simultaneously
But working and playing can't stop the praying for a sign to make you feel enormous yet so tiny
Mind over matter, theoretically a philosophy of failure since matter is everything, Earth is a sea.
A sea in the middle of nowhere other than empty space between planets & a myriad of galaxies
See them or not, accidentally blinded by the light or a lack of genetic recombination success sees
Far ahead of the present, DNA sees inherently for the sake of species survival, evolution of mud
Worms, bacteria and virus migrating from your mother to you and your offspring, shoot a SCUD.
Who is hungry when there's something to eat, not far away from fingertips and kneecaps, I am It
The rest from the mean, ugly & evil to the innocent yet wild on their E Street shuffle on Boss' lane
Come in from the darkness and when you get in the light, don't stare at the source, make me sing
Words coded, scribble on cave walls' filler dirt, Rainier's volcanic rock-crushed gold dust, an Oring.
Tip top to the center microdot of the core, nothing else for millions of miles, just you & all bums
Be happy like there's no tomorrow mama, I know you follow me & know where I'm comin' from
For the sake of my female kin who have hundreds of friends, there's no other way to be so rude
It's absurd yet it's the Truth, this is no joke and there's a vain hope that comprehension is good.
Hung up the hang ups & I got nothing left to hang on to, the hooks and Velcro disappeared fast
Brought the goods and the bads home once ma & pa let me roll in the hood, sixty years all past
Silver hair that used to be mousy brown & a head that was bald twice, once at birth, then Basic
Known to croon a tune so that the minions will feel sorrow so sad to make some cry a river sick.
Bank for the three squares and a roof overhead, finding joy in the satisfaction that you breathe
Air in & out of the Thing itself, unmoved mover doesn't even get that pleasure, only you & me
Close to my heart with all pretentious reminiscences that'll never cease coming back infinitely
Gallows built for me alone, trees cut into a stage for a show, programming young thugs' glory.
Capitol punishment or not, Evil is Live spelled backward & where there's life there's evil, so live
Recording nothing but the idle threats without muscle, promise of afterdeath indulgences jive
A haunting you while you're awake & while you're dreaming before every dawn, a ghost given
Gem of a blood flow, ruby rouge, accidental gem, all's too HUMAN, way gone kid, unforgotten.
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Dimanche, August ONE, Twenty ONE Anno Domini @ 11:11 AMPST
{ #ComeOneComeAll #HowWeGotHere ...drafted while jammin' to some
@Offspring #Woodstock concert youTube link @
https://youtu.be/k0HhvHbegug & some @EricChurch #HITS @
https://youtu.be/b-KEMcnmOrE & some @Smashmouth link @
https://youtu.be/LQj--Kjn0z8 & for the coup de grace some
@ArthurCClarke #TheHammerOfGOD on youTube link @
https://youtu.be/QBshwX2CIPY & of course, some #ThreeStooges
@https://youtu.be/rmVrI1NVbvk }
F I N I S
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