COWBOY FISHED 'TIL HUMANITY'S EXTINCTION? GONE FISHIN'...
If you can attempt to find out the reason you've arrived without warning, then just do it fast
There may be no other chance to get the timing right because you know, Timing's everything
It's the only thing that matters in the quest for Love satiation, what mother & father stoned
Dead and gone as everything follows that pattern of extinction, destruction of skin & bone.
It's a word from Romeo to Juliette that counted in the exchange, Love was all you had to say
It's all there ever was since one big bang began the whole shebang, blew up the dream's cover
Nothing was ever safe, it was an illusion necessary to fool the fools into going to sleep forever
Never to awaken & see the light or believe the true and false statements of the holy pretender.
Books with the Word, papers just leaves of the trees, now dead and recorded the flights of Anna
Of mice and men who could repeat ad infinitum forever and ever, 'til the stars atrophy in a Nova
Not super for you or I, just a blown bunch of atomic matter, forming an amorphous glob in Space
Time won't record it, it's not Earth goin' 'round in circles about One Fire's beautiful, burned face.
Into the center of gravity, the thing itself does no good nor evil, it's an unmoved mover of one dot
Less than negative, more than positive, the line is imaginary yet drawn stillborn from lead poison
Pointed pencil neck geeks made and broke the correlaries to the theorems of hypothoses' grist
Ordinary and average are the guys just like me, parents and friends and kin all gone by divine fist.
No reason or rhyme to remain grumpy in the light when it's useless at night as well, turn it over
Give me the goods and the bads and the uglies, all of it is the gist of the story, First Cause's lover
Me & you, we flicked the switch & turned the thing on, we brought ourselves here, drove a Ford
There's no bigger mustang than the one who wore the boots in your family, paid room & board.
Whomever you turn out to be in that urn or coffin you wind up reclining in for the Time of Being
Breath of fresh air or the unacceptable foul snorts of the body snatchers from Hades' angel wing
In a souflet or pot of roasted animal muscle & sinew, life's gone in a whispered, smokin' red dawn
Nobody gets out of here alive, first atom, last evening, every picture told that story, it is All gone!
by
r j j stephan, i
c. BLOVEMBER VIth, MMXXI Anno Domini, Samedhi @ 02:00 AMPST
{ #CoppedOut of the dream & wrote this down @ my convenience @ 0200 hours due to the dream becoming one with the waking state, as I lie sleeping, others lay dying in a black bell jar! Also listened to #FakeNews inspirational @FrankZappa @KosmicDebris in a loop @ https://youtu.be/Dp6LT2MdaPI }
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