BEEN TRUCKIN' WITH DESIRE 'CAUSE i'VE BEEN ON FIRE, I'M H.O.T.
Before you go off of the deep end and try to swim alone amongst the shark & barracuda
Look before you leap and try to see below the surface where the hungry lurk for the food
Any skin is in the game, all bones, blood & innards will be metabolized into #sick power too
In the same way you locate your mate, you locate your food, it's to eat, like a spider's brew.
Can't hold the feeling back, nothing has that power, nobody, nowhere, nohow, it's a factoid
When you're movin' animated truckin' up and down the lanes of the alley, don't be paranoid
It's a matter of Time in One Form of Space that is the thing itself, all there is to It, U.F.U. cup
You are on your own just like me, ask for help & you've got it, let me know, gotta keep it UP.
Burnin' the bridges of feelings across the Space that connects the aliens to their spirit souls
Eventually Fire burns everything that can be consumed, atomic flame back into shine holes
Between the ignorance and the emptiness of Space, you've got it made in the night's w#ores
Just remember to duck, you phuq, when the scat hits the fan, it's like top shelves' out doors.
Bring it on in, looky here now, I ain't playin' anymore, it's all a matter of Life-Megadeath boom
Where you go inside caves under roofs' basements, cellars, rubber soul trippin' on a Time line
Never enough of that, it's the space between conception and total annhilation, in a peace sign
No memory, nobody to remember Catholic guilt & Zen karma inherited, gods, brides, I groom.
Felt good for a minute, then the feeling disappeared as if it was never there, gave up the host
Floated around since there was no time left to live & die anymore, like casper, a friendly ghost
Moved the animation into the closing credits and the finale where it's always, #ThatsAllFolkes
Guys, gals, girls, boys, infants and the Many who came in orgasmic display of screamin' yolks.
DNA & RNA has been tempted into this creature's features, in the mirror or reflected in mud
One and the many change into Nothing soon enough, rotate the revolution's wobble, Stud
With or without you the show will go on, you won't know a thing just like right this moment
Nothing is known, you cannot know It, dream will end, you'll be gone, enjoy the rides I sent.
by
rjjstephan, i
#StartYourEngines
my GOD, my DEVIL
c. Samedhi, 4-9-2022 Anno Domini @ 456 AMPST
{ Drafted while jammin' to #MatriarchOfTheBlues by @EttaJames link loop @ https://youtu.be/WPYzvvaLhjw?t=1 #YouGottaServeSOMEBODY }
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