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DON’T BE SO, GOD, AM I GOOFY, YOU MOTHERS OF FATHERS  

(music 2 me ears)

I knew everything about some things and that was enough to launch my tiny retro rocket

Juiced up on rocket fuel and tequila and got hungry for more doe than I could ever, ever get

But I got it and got my itch scratched, didn’t even know I had one, lucky my nails cut it, son

But the blood came flowin’ out the capillaries and suddenly white man turned to crimson.

Beans and seeds to grow the things I eat to keep the meat movin’ along the timeline of funk

High or low it comes & goes without a peep, word in advance, no comms, silence my junk

Ain’t comin’ 'round anymore 'cause I can’t move so well, can’t scoot or drive wheels 2 or 4

But I’m still mindful of trash people make up & throw out in alley cans for the rats’ door.

Ready to accept the grief accompanying a grown up, young buck, ready to reproduce errors

Juice of DNA code to move closer to extinction's evolution into formless, stockyard shares

Dead animals, smashed, slit, pounded into flat burgers for a spit, a BBQ dream of extinction

Computing the needs & desirable wants of sweet nothings comin’ in my ears’ itchin’ skin.

Bull’s makin’ heights of confusion easy to climb, failure to launch moment, had to leave it

Behind or ahead, it didn’t matter, up, down, in, out, sooner, later, it came down to this here

That there was what it used to be before I was all grown up, grew up crazy in mindless fear

Of  boogeymen & great monsters who're bigger than humanity’s divinity, a bull’s scat skit.

Slower than a tortoise who looks slower than molasses & the & fleet footed hare, bunny hop

For once, comin’ in last because the odds were against me or they favored me, cosmic slop

All for the One & the one & only ain’t anywhere in sight, can’t see a thing, I see Nothing

It’s just absence all light, burnt atoms absolutely fallen, The Singularity, itself, idiot's king.

Brought a knife to a gunfight but I was bulletproof, nobody knew where I’d been, I'm gone

Never really was here & now, just some 208 bones of Chicago blood, need to bleed ‘til  dawn

Scratchin’ the itch now, keepin’ it goin’, it feels good when you slow down & fear the fool

From drinkin’ the gas that needs to move it or lose it, fueled up buck, hooked human drool.

More or less now, it’s nearly depleted & vacuumed up into quarks among us, academic fool

A fool fooling other soon-to-be fools, got in a jam, arrested, got a job, paid a tax & I’m cool

Beating the wife beaters before they touch daughters & sisters, not to mention all mothers

Riding my trike & charger up to the gate of a castle, threw down with guards, cut my side.

My baby wrote me a note to let me know where she was goin’ but she never went I can’t go

Dusted off my shelves & found the only love left over was all my own, all the cupboard Mo’

Keb’ scattin’ the mojo off of the frets, pickin’, grinnin’ gone back in the day to the original

Hug yourself, jump back and love yourself, it won’t hurt a bit, you can’t ever stop, aw Hell!

Screamin’ songs, scribblin’ words up & down the scale, A to EFG, flat sharps note flips

B flat's as thick as a dime’s change from a quarter dollar, all I got though, my melody y'all

Repeat over and over until the memory is grooved with movement of fingers & melody lips

I’ve ne'er been wrong yet I’ve been in error due to trust & blind faith, cancel culture ball.

Throwin’ a no hitter, perfect game, a shut out & serious ending to the origin of the mothers

What I call the train that has no idea where the engine's draggin’ it to, like you & the others

Stronger than fake mistakes I forgot to live with, I forgot the notes, forgot every single ruse

Began fresh like I’m innocent of guilt, do what I did, done what I done, hell It's the blues!

For the sake of absolute concrete comin’ into your face, fast, jumped off a rooftop onto cars

No wings, you can’t fly, can’t soar, can’t glide, just 32 feet per second per second downtown

On the concrete or the top of the parked SUV, imprinted my 208 bones, splattered my stars

That wasn’t it though, hit me with no way out, gotta start over from scratch, mind IS blown!

 

by

r j j stephan, i

c.  Samedhi, June XXIVth, MMXXIII A.D. @ 444 PMPST

{ Shifted out the Void while jammin’ to @Keb’Mo’ HITS link @ https://youtu.be/rykjK8TOzSs }

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