Pretending ‘69’ ain’t on your sole’s soul
It’s certainly the case that the logic you utilize trying to reason Time & Space in a revelation
The bye & bye doesn’t prepare anyone coming to it just because they were reapin’ the sewn
All mankind including all boys & girls of every continent above the oceans & deep blue seas
All who haven’t already been dead & buried or doomed interknitted Fate, thank you, please.
Gilts and barrows inside of those gargantuan warehouses where the pigs never get to fly away
Who on Earth within or on top of the hills caves and mountain crags, where all the insects stay
On every blade of weed, grass and stones and boulders, left over from the Big Bang’s hard rock
Day after the blew invention, Man’s organization began between the severe heat on the block.
Unconditional immersion into the deepest echelon of the Mariana Trench, stars can’t shine
Only you know and I know that wisdom is a figure of speech and not to be assumed to be mine
Out on the street, kicked out of the house into the safe place in the corner of the city back alley
Where black cats prowl dusk to dawn, like a hypocritical vampire, termination of the lively.
Easy to see on any day, any night, the innocent & the wild got mixed up in a traffic jam rumble
Blind absorption of the ultraviolet and infrared, eyes always wide open, in the concrete jungle
Non-working spoonful of LSD tripping heavy traffic, 24 hours per spin of Earth’s tilted wobble
Ungratefully grateful for thee minions I’ll never need to know, secret agents heads all bobble.
Hurt the good feeling, fleeting emotions in and out of the open pie holes oxygen turning CO2
Not going to complete this mission that’s impossible, not merely improbable but zero chance
You came to keep the peace on Earth when it was never at peace in the first place, wasted zoos
Every species from micro to macro geometric progression, mitotic mitochondria mutate blues.
Preventative progression from failure to success, all to eliminate the hero in a hot, smokin’ fool
Right, left, forward, backward, up, down, everywhere in the matrix is inside an acid gene pool
Divine or humane, One or the Many, collapse or explode, die unconscious & clutch your pearls
Hands, feet, arms, legs & innards keep the brains in skulls misfiring in the anti-matter, girls.
Free of death only after you die, you ain’t comin’ back again no matter what the rumors say
No written word in English or any other linguistic trickconscious reality can obfuscate Truth
The Truth is that no phrase or any collection of arguments can prove anything about anything
Just because propositional logic moves from assumptions to conclusions doesn’t mean it’s OK.
Proof the anything is true beyond a doubt cannot be obtained while alive on the planet, hardly
No eyes or ears, no scent or taste gleaned, force of mind as a buzz repeats the rattle & hum tea
Leaves grown from seed, muddy menudo of dead stardust sprouts a backbeat, chimp’s thump
Wavelength short, frequency long subatomic form, shapeless, begotten saint, ordained chump.
Hating to love’s the only thing there is to love, alternative is leave with due haste, love to hate
You can’t hate to love though, nobody can hate to love except the lover itself, wait, worm’s bait
Oh, I see now, love to hate because you hate to love, that's what everyone's taught afterbirth
Why do you ask, are you writing a book? Take my word for #69 Finale, drank a 5th on the 4th.
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Mercredi, July Vth MMXXIII Anno Domini @ 222 PMPST
{ Drafted out of thin air while watchin’ reruns of the @LoneRanger on youTube link @https://youtu.be/cMhm5n8VEZw }
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