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EXTINCT SAM I AM, ecstasy run-away train, MAN

I won't allow the loose lips that sink ships to tell the whole truth & nothing but the Truth

Lies that sound like the truth to the analytical mind are simply making assumptions to view

The induced or deduced statements which follow the pattern of logic and reason for proof

That you'll completely dissolve into cosmic stew when your body is rockin' the hot, tin roof.

Monks in the caves and monkeys in jungles' trees, eating, drinking & family herds of punks

On corners or at the hungout for food and drink nobody can afford, all of my big man dunks

Under the basket's rim or on a fast break tear from the half-court line, I forgot the hail Mary

Our father in heaven, I thought it was a fairy tale rather than an historic record, a stage saavy.

TNT segway from the peace to the war & back around to the peace, A-bombs away, it Is dark

From far, far away the beings not of this Earth can observe the atomic fission & fusion snark

Smartarse like my daddy said I was, said I had a big mouth, called my name to see all about it

Written on paper between lines, in horizontal order with a perfect left margin, twisted outfit.

Divine as it is above and below the Mason-Dixon line, a division to absolve you from a guilt

That you are the cause of anything that happens in front of your eyes lookin' under your kilt

Hardly in or out and barely around at all since I've died and left you the boss of the shebang

I won't be comin' back this way at all probably except in a fleeting memory of the Phuqing.

Seriously more than you know, the origin is not what you believe, what you think you are

Imagine empty vacuums of atomless molecules without charm, no love lost to God's hair

Fur you will leave in the hands of the trapper and hunter who thrive to cover naked Dix

Too freezing for the naked apes to thrive on the tundra, they need the equatorial tropics.

Monkey saw and monkey did the thing, repeating ad infinitum for the minions to watch

Like a Hollywood movie that reruns over again right after the credits to the produce batch

Bums and junkies end up the stars of the show, Broadway malfunction on the main stage

Peers of the twitter apes who hide down in the holes in tweets, doorways to my FB page.

Eager to come & go as you please, seventeen leads to twenty one 'fore you're all done, seer

Effects dovetail & become the conglomeration of what you think you are & why you're here

For the last time, it's the primate time 'fore extinction of the species, what it is or god-damn

Knowing this, believing, saying this out loud, lord, omega feat, you know, name's Sam & I Am.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Lundi, June XIIIth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 711 PMPST

{ Created out of the Null & Void in a NYC minute, without YOU but FOR you while jammin' to @CurtisMayfield G-HIts link @ https://youtu.be/kGBfNC46qrY & @ACDC LIVE RIVERPLATE @ https://youtu.be/ZuureXcbddY }

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