#WhiskeyForMyMen #BeerForMyHorses #SKOAL

MORE COWBELL, FLOATIN' DOWN THE RIVER, GOT MY MONEY & CIGARETTES 

I made a few mistakes now & then but I got pushed into the river, I drowned in reverse Zen

Perfection is nothing but a conceptual analysis of what you cannot do, being just too human

For the bones we've been created from and the ones we've created, we owe the old savant

Nearly a foot in the grave so to speak, like it or not a mortal morsel of a divine vacuum One.

On any road that runs into a fork where you've been forced to the decision to exit homes

Without being able to change our mind, it means we've got no choice, we gotta move on

A line from the origin to your final destination, welcome or not, it's comin' for your bones

Down to the atomic DNA, your acid is nothing more nor less than a divine function to run.

Struck in the face, square in the nose, dotted both of my eyes, yo' mama said knock me out

So I think I am, or maybe I just must be because at least I'm thinkin' I am, one fact of living

Life is a game, a board game and you're the racecar or the thimble, move until the ending

It's all over when it's over and you'll be the first to know, others will check, make 'em pout.

I was a teenager but who cares, I was a dependent infant & lived to be aged, an old man be

No pun intended, really seven decades of living in this cask of Amontillado, got a full monty

Screaming like it was the funniest punch line ever heard, it was only a fine line crucifix key

Hung up and left out to dry when a thunderstorm was comin' upon the whole of Mercury.

Suddenly, the second planet from the burning star that makin' Time to My empty Space

I was a winner in the world and the loser in me turned out to be the yin to my yang face

Black, white, rainbow from infrared to ultraviolet wavelengths & frequencies, god-whore

All of the omnibus is Nothing but a thing in the middle of nowhere, morons with no more.

High and low priests and brothers of the cloth, wear no underwear & take what you give

From the bottom of your heart or your pants pocket or pocket book, give tides to a sieve

Never full, always room for a handout from the charity of sorrow for being related to Eve

Adam was a problem originally but the introduction to paradise of a beauty, bad I believe.

Can't keep the intent of the mind on One subject or One object when Love of Life is there

In a room, anywhere on Earth, all too human boys & girls have no choice but to be divinity

On or off of a gas or electric stove, the heat is on, runnin' like hot wind, I need a cold beer

Ice cold on ice, I don't care if it's a Schlitz or a Hamm's or even an Old Style, I'll drift to sea.

Poverty and wealth parts of the trouble with mankind, it's all dog eat dog world bein' kind

Amazed that it's covered up well enough for the Many to believe the incredible, it's so fine

On a Time line in imaginary Space, a matrix full of commercial offers to to be happy & sad

Baby unaborted, free or indentured lettin' bones move to the light of the sun's proton fad.

Burned is not bad but it's not good either, neither good nor ugly nor bad, just a rose bud

Ready to become what it's seed meant it to be, the code of beauty, color, shape, scent

Velvet feeling on every petal until the empty center where Nothing sees all that's a flood

Older than any testament or collection of dyed life, munched into the leftover scat rent.

Ran into a truck or a wall, I think I may have been smashed out of the universal face of an Id

Shallow as I can surf the curls but there's no Truth there, go deeper, use knife-sword fencin'

Below, cut underneath their souls, invisible as always & still a subject's predication, The Kid

It's #TheKid to you man, I told you I'm the One your mother warned you about, no pity son. 

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Jeudy, Janvier XX, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 555 AMPST

{ Drafted while jammin' to @JoeWalsh #InTheCity & HITS youTube link @ https://youtu.be/xUDFMl-TsaA & @TalkingHeads #TakeMeToTheRiver link @https://youtu.be/v4azbl96BJY }

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