THE ALLEY'S CLEAR, HOOKERS' BALLS ARE HOPPIN'
All things that get Mind off of living in the middle of Nothingness, that is a crime
Meaning nothing more nor less than the whole truth & nothing but the Truth, so
It matters that you understand exactly what I'm saying by the words I use to
Show the death is in me, the authorities are me before Space & Time on a dime.
Perfectly sound of mind, the body the bible says we don't need, only a holy flimflam
From another universal 1 or at least somewhere else than this solar system of Man
All too human, a seven year itch went away in fifty years from Tuesday, I'm the most
Less than I desire and more than I need, guys and girls with simple minds rule the roost.
Bums with or without a clean shave from the China White barber who raised prices
Slit the capillaries before they knew that life was nearly over, letting the blood leak
Mothers & fathers with sarcastic points of view versus the whole herd of the bleak
Bleating in the fond flocks and herds that move the Unmoved Mover into sacrafices.
It means nothing more than an ambiguous interpretaton of a fallacious phuq up
Sons of the sons of sailors & marines held the front for the airmen who flew high
Fire of the shock & awe lasts a minute and stays hot for millennia, don't wait up
You will know what we are talkin' about once we tell you what to do, obey or die.
Seven up & cherry cola loses the flatness down in the middle of my belly hole soul
Christ's sake 39 homes explode for no reason, nobody was home, luck of the Irish
It's the anti-matter of Time, ready to compress or implode into the singularity flow
On the epic horizon of the Event, the Origin of the Cosmic Egg, all species', egg, roe.
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Jeudi, Auguist XIth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 1455 PMPST
{ Drafted in a tizzy, watchin' #LoonyTunes link @ https://youtu.be/3vLHelBuTRM }
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?
ANY WAY YOU SLICE THE TIARAMASU
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