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KILLED THE SHOOTERS AT THE OLD MILL’S STREAM

Warped my time in Space & filled the empty vacuum with notes C, D, E & F sharp

Chords moved the melody up and down the scale, a weight as heavy as water art

It all comes down to this or that, nothing more nor less than the uncertainty key

Known since the first gasp of air, a gas grab of an embryo stone wall, it’s ‘bout me.

Who will be kicked under the bus but all of us, everyone who is not an alien too

Here is a set of secrets locked up in a safe place, believe me, I wouldn’t lie to you

Or maybe I would if I got paid enough gold and silver, for treasure I will comply

Accurate as any other fool who knows nothing about existence, pro or con high.

Documents snuck out of the hidden records section, it’s all a blue secret of a liar

Worm into the game in the middle of the field of dreams, I woke up burned in fire

Purgatory or hell below, inside of the core of the planet, what’s left of the godson

All baked, fried, seared, barbequed both inside and outside, a mellow yellow one.

Infancy of finite cells in an unholy frenzy of linear trigonometry, immorality’s mortals

Lost in the calculus’ multiplication of a subtracted addition to zero, Covid19 gumballs

My children look in a mirror and saw a reflection of what their mothers allowed no say

Neither aborted nor immortal, a corner in cubes of six square plains, shot holes, today!

Five o’clock as the end of time, the workday’s finished, weekends all begun

Searched up and down, in or out of the dream’s reality room of smoked cash

Freak and the identity of the species’ mutants are all one and the same cache

It’s messed up in chaos’ order, zeroes and ones consecutive ad infinitum cliché.

Fear nothing, love everything, it’s all there is, it could always be worse, all bad

Evil leftover backwards ‘live’ just a coincidence, oh wait, maybe not, we been had

This dream’s nearly over with, seems to be losing its kick & it’s fading clear away

Brought the purple beams to light up the winner circle-sky, above & below, ahoy!

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r j j stephan, i

c. Janvier XXVth, MMXXIII Ano Domini, Mercredi @ 222 PMPST

{Collected to bust up really good, fetched this while jammin’ to #Springsteen concert LIVE @ https://youtu.be/YgRC8n2zuHY }

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