I NEEDED WINGS YOU IDIOTS
Once you see the light, you can't forget and you search for the thing but it's all gone south
No lifting anything or anyone above the ground of being, rot away or turn to food shat
From above, so below, it all comes out in the end, fear nothing except your moms & pop
All you know and don't know is the same thing, absolutely zero atomic matter, Void top!
Bright sun, burning star, one of many, they all live and die in a darkness' matrix inbred fix
Came out of nowhere as just a wisp of wind, a whirl of swirl that beats songs into stardust
A memory forgotten and remembered ad infinitum, just because you think, ergo we all are
Men, women, all of us humane bodies of walking water, drops of ocean ooze stuck in muck.
Hours just spins of dirt in a locked box, three digit combinations and a skeleton key too
To keep the secret words mum, nobody can even say the sound in their mind, it'll kill you
Why overkill when you can just wake up from the dream, living & dying are the sentence
Disobedience of the authority's laws and rank/file order leads to terminal incontinence.
Accident, life, death, matter's innate pleasure and pain, it's images out of the darkness
All in black and white, red, green, yellow, ultralight & invisible photons of goodness
Broken metal chains but you can't change your foul ball underwear, God kills all gods
Middle class attacking the idiots and morons of invisible power, imaginetion hotrods.
War battles I win, do not poke the bear, I'm hungry and I'm in pain, I'm mad as hell
Propaganda and rumors to control the minds of the boys and girls, now ring the bell
Clamoring for the happiness when the pain & suffering dominate consciousness' time
Space a place to move and rest, ad infinitum, bleak alternative, no graves, no gravity.
Angels pretended to be in the outfield, they covered bases & watched homers go out
Over the walls in left, center and right fields, runs and hits are what my life's all about
That's the rub, you know it and you love it too, it will be a stealth stalker of stone rock
Fear of being alone in Space, no spirit to keep company 'round the military Time clock.
Twitter paranoia introduced into the pure innocence of being alive, happy to be moved
Telling a million lies allows for a few hidden Truths to leak from the safe place grovved
As a long playing recording on LP vinyl or 1's & 0's on magnetic tape to counter rotate
Sounding notes in octaves never seen but always heard, unknown behind a side gate.
by
r j j stephan, i
c. BLOVEMBER 18th, MMXXII Anno Domini #Vendredi @ 0600 hours
{ Murder incorporated into Earth's atmosphere before dawn, not dark, just nihilistical tripe! }
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