#PeaceOfPiecesOfPies #RhubarbBlueberrySkies #WatermelonSugar & #Coltrane

YEAH YOU KNOW...

PAWNS, ROOKS, BISHOPS, QUEEN, KING & KNIGHTS, CHECKMATE IN AN EMPTY BLACK HOLE

Rhetorical conclusion is a deduction from the false premises of Words

Bad and ugly have anything that is good pinned down for the count, 1, 2

Monkeys really don't care what happens to them when they die, no fear

Of Death & the stench that emits from the corpses, bury 'em all year.

Underground or in an urn, some lost at sea or disappeared into thin air

Space and Time dealing the cards, rollin' the die, playin' by rule, share

In the end it's gonna be dark & probably quiet like a church's mass fling

Simply to comprehend the breathless gasp of finality, delightful swing.

Killer bees and fleas should be all you need to move the gods to despair

Makin' honey, stingin' and biting other life forms in any goddess' hair

Long flow or short butch crew cut, what's critical is the Johnson we got

Creator animal zoos or cracker's farm of talkin' stock, breed-love alot.

Killin' yourself inside before the corpse appears to rot on the outside of

The light or dark skin that the blind don't regard, it's good & the bad

Ugly matter-forms misshapen but only the strong ones can survive this

Cause and Effect motion of the Earth's revolving rotation, orbital bliss.

Alternative to your mother & father is a test-tube or dreamer's snooze

In a dream within another dream ad infinitum, eternal repitition in Blues

A reward for coming to a party only a mother and sister could throw me

Goin' far away from the place in Space that compromise it All for free.

Just being conceived in love or in rage is enough to punch the ticket in

Wasted or utilized for efficient adaption to the changing grace & sin

Idiots gettin' killed by their own big guy, a disturbed Space outside It

Being the whole planet, this It, smoke alive, fire & ice in air, aw shit!

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Mardi, August IXth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 303 PMPST

{ Cast this demon #InVitro out of my psyche-womb later in the day than normal, a bit of solar/lunar interference yet not enough to stop this audio-tweek link to Today's #BarelyPhilosophicalTripe @John_Coltrane #MyFavoriteThings (1961) link @ https://youtu.be/UlFNy9iWrpE }

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