BEATIN' 'ROUND THE BABE'S BUSH, WALKIN' INTO A ROLLIN' STONE'S BAR *
The rain will fall & flow down the mountain when StarTime's volcanic dew comes down hard
Top of the mountains & the heads without hats, caps or bubushkas over divine honor guard
It all comes downhill just like the scat produced in the transubstantiation of Matter's vacuum
Spelling the WORD is as important as the misunderstood meaning of the PHRASE, a verbatum.
Rocked the rollers and I rolled the rockers, they have their needs & wants too, it's production
Of the mice, rats, all animation in front of the face of the living cats who read & write of Suns
Stars above, below & all around us all, ask any returning astronaut if you find one out the blue
To know before you die, before you're too ill to comprehend the notion, can't get next to you.
I broke my hip dancin' last night, ouch it hurt so bad I needed to get help pretending to fake it
East as pie when you look and act just like a sad sack of potatoes without a salad, playin' chit
Acts on the stage until the curtain ends the noise, comedy or tragedy, never grows older, see
All there is, right here & now, but anyways, swallowing spam, pretendin' immortality is liberty.
Sunshines even when the weather outside or inside of the cave is freezing-cold stiff, snow-ice
Birds in the trees no more, only some animals not buried or hibernating in the holy One wind
Of the sun, our closest star in the myriad of the plethora, wealth is immortal but never twice
Poor is mortality always being aware that any moment is the last, you live stronger, feel nice.
With or without the sexual feeling makin' you feel so fine, babies and adolescents never know
Mothers & fathers being as unconscious as the drops of rain on a fallen leaf's God job to blow
Pop goes the weasel but only after the same old song gets the crank forward, Goddess mother
Remain here for now, in love with the girls who came before me & only my brothers & Father.
Truth of the propositional logic's deductions and inductive reasoning's program to be a Man
Too human, it's MAN the genius not the men who inhabit #FakeNews of original sins, Human
Uncles, aunts, sisters, brothers & cousins all inhabit a realm of the Ones unknown, DNA pool
Acid from a Big Bang's infinity bringin' magic to your eyes, my words sayin' IT all to you, fool.
Splitting the hairs apart in thin air, knife as sharp as a razor blade's blue steel, dreamin' ONE
Infinity has no subjective or objective for an infinitesmal, as you can't see the invisible, son
It ain't your fault, it's the nature of A program, when two became the one your God greets
Enjoy the singing songs, the skatin' on thin ice & all until you get knocked off you little feets.
Think I do look & see, hear and recollect, smell the aromas, taste the acid of Star's scourge
Love comes from it & only the dissolution has more power than the Charity of the Merge
Alone at first then together again ad infinitum, days and nights come over me & you, lover
Full or half-full is good enough, empty can't be happenin' ever, that's caput, then it's OVER.
Cooked, baked, fried, toasted, blanched & then, it's unrecognizable Life to chew into my scat
Using all compressed LIFE to replenish the used reserves you've shed in deep, young mothers
Children taught the errors to perform, they perfect the dream in a dream, like my old fathers
Morons & idiots filled Mama's Baby Ruth with Butterfingers, melted candy, wrong, I AM that.
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Dimanche, August XIVth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 711 AMPST
{ Kicked this out of Cielo while jammin' to @TheTemptations #BEST on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/TM_0Q6aYqZw Come on baby, understand me sugar... I love you! RS&CV }
* Concert @Temptations & @TheFourTops LIVE LAST NIGHT inspired this Blue Soul Jazz!
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?
THER'RE ZERO GODS & DOGS
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