Stillborn and without the wisdom and knowledge of the googled creator of heaven & Earthbound chit
It’s magnetized and materialized out of nowhere & nothing but your parents’ unconditional love skit
Played on the stage of existence as if it’s all there is to it, a whole shebang is yet to be continued on
From the ending of our own personal lives, the locked door flips the switch, heart attack, call 9-1-1.
They’ll be too late, I’m not casting aspersions, their gig is nearly without reward, less the paycheck
Rushing the gurney into Emergency to the nurse assistant personnel, stat leaving for another wreck
Every single day, there is never a day without an inevitable night, as if the older world twists it up
Into the cream of the crop, mustard foam of atoms popped inside out, I say, Hell to the no, ketchup.
She first moved a bit to the left & to the right, back & forth, up & down, yeah you know all about it all
It’s a mere solo observation, I have nothing to do with the outcome of the effects caused by bitter gall
Chasing the shadows in and out of the ultraviolet light into the visible spectrum in bloody, holy heel
Snagged the fish I ate and left their buts and bones for the poorly dressed and inferiors, ringin’ a bell.
Underground or out of the eight-mile boundary over Earth’s dirt, mud, blood & beer, it’s apple pie
Mama told me not to come 'til the pie cooled on the windowsill but I commandeered a whole doobie
Brothers and the sisters pulling when I’m pushing & moving into graduation phase to a High Scrawl
Discuss Nothing amongst yourselves, be curious unless it has little advantage to a desire not to die.
If & only if I tell you tell the whole Truth about the dialogue will you be able to not talk about the corps
On this planet or an exoplanet, inside the sun that’s 90 million miles away from here or a parsec more
Everywhere all the time, on a thin, blue line from heart to heart, soul to soul, it’s a pool of a sibling tour
If I we would have known better, we’d 've flipped a two-headed coin on the center court jump encircle.
Black mollies & God’s goldfish consume & exhume it all, Earth’s liquid gas can dish out, all died
Magic spells & incantations to recover the dead to return to the verve & animation of the soul, all lied
Bring our parents to the party, dead & gone or living high on the hog here in the genuine hood of tears
Walkin’ & ridin’ dirty for the world to gander, it’s just a second mortgage for whores & holy hookers.
Been back in time when I's willing & able to entertain the fools and been far ahead of the present too
Into the future where the events of life and existence in general are all out of my purview, all out of control
Under the Havana moon or Northern Lights of budding quarter pounds of what yo’ mama always needs
Songs sung in the stream of the brooks and river runs goin’ from poles to equator, path of infinity’s creeds.
Blind faith in the noodling of notes, up & down the treble and bass scales, fish, deer, rabbit & God’s head
To get me on through the hell fire and desolation of the desert and high sierras mountains, playin’ it hardly
As if there's no tomorrow, everybody was unknown to me before I was born, while I was alive now, I see
I know the gist of it all, missing a few pieces to get a full picture, before zero A.D., there was zero B.C.
These guys that died before we were alive wrote writing on walls, dead tree parchment & magazines
Journals, subjects cyber-roam the world in predication ala prepositions, conjunctions & interjections
It’s all in the program, a programmer used the 1’s & 0’s efficiently to process desires, below or above
Boys & girls from infantile innocence to a fail-safe survival, strong & prepared to kill for food & love.
Burned into ash because you’re rockin’ the satin & silk, you sleep in the clothes made of silky worms
Bred to be dead, the aliens had the same idea with humanity, they thought we were all too human men
We learned to get over life & death of friends & kin, wisdom confronted our own ends, CoVid germ
I got some news, forgot the old news that I needed in order to unlock the safe to retrieve, God squirm.
I got it all now, sonic boom heard pole to pole, getting the planet ready to split & lose a blues’ scream
The full price for living here & now is paying the debt owed to a power that introduced you to a dream
New day yesterday as it is today & will be tomorrow, Earth remains in wobble & spin, it'll be in a face
You & I got the Rolling Stones all rockin’ & a boss jackin’ us up in Jersey, 'tween a rock & hard place.
Fever getting’ colder since I busted out of the hard place in front of jagged rocks with the clown faces
You know where it’s been, same place & time, gotta sail on a salty sea or fly high like hot-air races
It’s marked, ready & set to go, groomed for success, lucky to be at a right place at a right time, all 24/7
I think, you thought, therefore we exist, at least I’ve been taught, repeat mantra, get to ballsy heaven.
Mind gone stateside or any other side on any other continent of government population out of control
High or low, standard set by choice nobody else’s matters, I’m the one that dies when it’s time, as if
Anyone could take your place whether they offer or not, cannot copay karma back for another soul
Drink Tequila & swallow the rest of the medicine as if life depended on it, believe me, it really does.
Time mixed up in Space, backward move forward, present stay still, dyin’ of thirst, stones’ lips all dry
Not for long, got gum, beer, got loud amplifier lead, rhythm & bass guitars, drums & Judy in disguise
Song sung with sunglasses in a sunny park’s shade tree dark spot, strummed the chords, sang on the fly
No words when there’s no words, just pretend that there are words, say words, mean something wise.
You got what you needed in the past seven decades, hardly ever disappointment, maybe ones or twos
In every case, glad to be alive for the limited time granted, don’t want to get excited 'bout purple blues
Tremendous happiness ahead in store for each & every one of the born & surviving in a bloody circus
Playin’ it straight up or layin’ down on a back of your sister, mother or ex-wife, don’t cheat, don’t fuss.
Fruit of this or that loom in bloom, ahead of pending doom, it’s comin’ just wait, don’t lose no sleep
In fact, while you’re in the middle of the next dream, consider remaining there to avoid the hot, deep
In counterclockwise motion faking locomotion, dead in dirty water, a chimera in a desert I keep close
Painted red & black because it couldn’t be brown or yellow, flat-line buzz, all black everywhere, Rose!
by
r j j stephan, i c. Mardi, 9-XII-MMXXIII Anno Domini @ 1111 AMPST
{ Crafted jammin’ to @TheRollingStones link @ https://youtu.be/pBs5I-Qa0xM?si=pUJPs4RlyuLA0mQ3 }
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