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COSMIC DREAMS & SUPER SONIC FLIGHTS BELOW THE HORIZON

Forensic funk gleaned from the scene of the crime reveals the nature of the wild beast

Ape walking without hand knuckles, saving them for T-balls to be thrown upto the sky

Idiots are genetically determined, it's no free will result or a matter of perfect practice

Punks and junkies can add and subtract if they're divided and not allowed to multiply.

Jugheads and their distant cousin pinheads all circle around an occult truth of accident

They happen at the beginning of the universe, during its revolutionary war of descent

From the normal and the neutral to a far end of the spectrum's cosmic, low wavelength

Pirranha & marijuana combine to get god-consciousness high, to be Hercules' strength.

Glass houses shatter and leave nothing but air in the wind of change, hot or cold to bite

Into your skull & bone, no pirate escapes, no angel gets out alive, nobody's good fight

Yet you pretend as did your kin before and after you, you have no free choice, it's grim

To know that if you don't comply, you'll die before your time, before you can know it.

Upset or not, you move from one point to the other without purpose 'cept to breathe

Maybe even to breed but for certain, to feed the dead hunger & pain, all too Humane

Adam & Eve's solitary ones killed brothers, first cause of twilight nights in Eden's zone

Monkeys left for the bannanas & gorillas left to sit around and wonder WTF's goin' on!

It means War, to like it or not isn't as important as ending it quickly with LTD casualties

Then on to the Peace of living with no fear of being killed or robbed by hooligans' dogs

Common and complex yet all we have as our own, open eyes blinded by light's analogs

But dialogue's the key, I think I am, therefore, well you know the rest, let it all go hogs!

The eagles fly to find One place in Space, a nest undisturbed by lowdown, dirty words

If and only if there is time left before the mating begins, big nests become mini-condos

With closed entries and multiple flat-floors for solitary comfort from the flock's randos

Squawking prisons may be communicating the key to come here my far away J-birds!

You were born & you'll die unknown to the few and the many, even forgot to get love

Made it but didn't get it, it wasn't given or sold, I couldn't steal it from another ol' dove

It's all my fault, my mistake to have assumed the best of the worst, a badge of the balls

All alone when you gasp one last bite of pitiful wind, eyes wide open, mouth agape, all.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  September XXth, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 4:44 PMPST

{Drafted in concert with #LouisPrima #JustAGigoloIAintGotNobody on youTube link @https://youtu.be/Kkrb4h4weW4 & #ReallyLostepisodesHoneymooners link @https://youtu.be/AMVZiFE6vwo}

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