BEASTS OF MY BURDEN, DELUSIONS' DOZENS THRICE, WHAT THE DEUCE?
On the other hand, there's no fingers, no thumb yet a useful stub for pokin' holes in dreams
Consternation loves to eliminate even the hopeless hope, the hapless happy, drama seams
Split by the atom, until the Singularity atrophy begins it's annhilation into nameless deities
All they are is what we've wound up being, with or without their help, it's if you all please.
No thanks to anyone known or alive on Earth, breakin' bad with subatmospheric histrionics
Misery and the blunt trauma has nothing to do with the love and hate, the extinction saltlicks
Swiping at the females, the males through failure to launch the DNA, unhooked by seduction
Complete ignorance and the power to roam underground with the rats, roaches, COvid19 six.
Third party or not, if I'm not speaking to you and you're not receiving what I'm sending, relax
It's not going to get any better than it was the day before you were born, you're just a tiny cog
In the largest machine of a star that creates and sustains life, 93 million miles in perihelion
Corkscrewed over and over again, just a cork in the bottle, sealed with a kiss of Ireland hacks.
Burden of this all on my back, yours as well, although you can't feel pressure yet, you will
Of course it's comin' when you least expect it, down a one lane road to a wake-up call, A Pill
Painless as dying can be, imagination of the living left behind on Earth calls it, pain in A dark
Thinking for everyone other than me, it's time to get my own cha cha cha down in the park.
Harming nobody from Harlem to the LSD up & down, Swim with the Fish, a Michigan twist
Perfect is not in the lexicon, it's all a knock-off of the original, it's lower value, not on my list
No room for daddy, the ex & the young I've sired run the track in reverse, I am in it to win it
My rules on the game are unpublished, modified on the fly, application in mythological chit.
Games begun and ended before the thing itself knew it, never a surprise, a constant Spanky
Our Gang of the invisible bigger fish that I'm gonna fry, breaded or bland small fry stank me
Cannot eat the putrid, it's spoiled and ready to kill your stomach up to your eyes in bull scat
Corked a wishing genie in the bottle and she cannot assist, all on my own, I am, where it's at.
Shoes and socks on my feet to enhance my pedicure, trimmed to avoid the nerve atrophy
Modern and ancient civilizations all have lived in the unknown ignorance of the blind faith
Trusting some written or spoken linguistic twist of the Void's vacuum, knowledge no power
Know it or not, shock will eliminate the pain & suffering associated with traumatic disorder.
Halt, one, two...no more walkin' at attention for miles and crawling through course obstacles
Meant to cause the fear to be present and annhilate itself, secret sauce provided with worm
Not too bright or dim, monkeys are beasts of burden just like men and burros, bees in swarm
On the path, middle way all the way, don't look back, it's way gone y'all, all whistles & bells.
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Blovember XXth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 411 AMPST
{ In vain, recreated the beast of burden to become extinct at my will, drafted while jammin' to @TheRollingStones #BeastOfBurden link @ https://youtu.be/-tRdBsnX4N4 & #WeedWhiskeyAndWillie @BrothersOsborne #TerrapinCareStationSessions link @ https://youtu.be/8JjDHqZpdCg }
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