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Monday, October 11, 2021

#TheMightyTemptations #Springsteen #Indeed #PapaWasARollingStone


FREEZE !  BLUES, BUMS, JUNKY CREEPS & GREEKS
Twelve apostles or chumless souls, hattricks & treats evermore, Holloween's so dumb
Jumped up out of the shell like any other nut in the bag, contents of RNA/DNA crimes
For you & your kin to be or not to be workin' it all out, nothing but The Ends of Times
Percussion at the tone an pitch to hear the backbeat of the animalistic fish in a drum.

I can't see the reason you & I fight for money since you have all of mine, go all in or be
So and so, in charge of the dream's content, a reflection of the past tense of a One din
May be a seventh son or an only daughter of only children, they are all of my children
Thinking that I am when I ain't all of that can of worms to lure the fish out of the sea.

There & then, here & now there's bits of evidence that you came & went in by & bye
Spun out of the revolutionary war of night and its darkness, without a ticket to ride
Nothing is important if you believe with no inherited rational thought of holy seers
But logic & reason hold up the banks for their golden screams of banshees & queers.

Played the horns and drums for the blows and beats just because I thought you knew
How to be alive and how to get over the facts of life without committing to the hoax
To be or not to be whomever in Hades or Heaven above and below this Earth's spots
Black holes or Singularities behold the quality & quantity of offsprung cosmic stew.

Out of focus due to being blinded by the black light, doin' the Rhumba, playin' a pawn
Chess' queens & kings who hoarded the silver & gold, it's all One bit of angel's spunk
Blown jobs and critical theories of the nature of things in Space with fine lines drawn
From senile elders & blinded faith of fog lights in tunnels & caves of God's junk trunk.

A faded siliqua of trouble and hard times in a software kill zone, a twilight of daylight
Becoming what will never be is the midle way, the narrow path between heart's fight
Sick & tired of repetition of identical reminisences of bizarre cultures' checkmate skills
To foster the species' historical relevence to the whole shebang, a little queen's might.

Poor man and rich man lookin' for any father's daughters who can germinate the crew
Common grounds of meatheads, potheads & intelligencia all to be or not to be bizarre
Of the all too human and the ilk of loathing fear, afraid of death's termination of slew
Seattle to Moscow, north to south pole between parallel lines & square's right angles.

You know you must serve somebody here or there, orphanages have the atomic blitz
To survive, the genome must reproduce regardless of the need or desire of a hostess
No cupcakes or twinkies with or without the hidden cream of the dream's transit verb
Gone into the purple haze and I'll see you in the dream, everlasts in ungrateful priests.

In the glow of blue moons with your mouth & eyes wide open, closing slow outta time
It is my fault there's paint on your face, your arms, chest, back & legs, a drop of dime
Plenty to be addicted to, a tequilla shot of being, life & fun, a desire for immortal sky
Monkey business, a barrel full of the apes' planet, grounded and checkmated, so I fly!

Ungrateful and unrelenting yet still a spark of divine turbulance from fat head bangers
Pretty yound and old, it's the Matter & Form of the horses in the race, unaborted eggs
We're all in for the party, blood and beer spilled & finally dried up drunk in a soliloquy
Nobody's listenin' to this here & that there whiskey on the rocks, kickin' it & fired up.

Will to power that moves unmoved souls, just being all you need, it is what we all will
For money or power of gold, all we know is whereever you go, shoot first kill buckshot
Mama & papa would have wanted it that way 'cause there ain't no other way, this is it
Slow down the blues to the key of A flat, it's not the melody alone, it's rhythm's beats.

by
r j j stephan, i
c.  ROCKTOBER XIth, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 7:11 AMPST
{ Jammed with the best #Blues on #BoobTube link @ https://youtu.be/7ZiJxDolTbE }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?

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