RECOLLECTION OF NOTHING ORIGINAL
Bloodletting for innocent minions who kill & cook to replenish their bottomless rib riffs
Toggle more in than out the pig stye, full of the thing itself that DNA is, virgin Earth cliffs
Not only this planet but also every planet around every star in a solar system’s universe
Don’t be arming your assault before you observe the waves comin’ to the U.S.’s hearse.
Land displaced from original native residents, wagon trains of Trojans who are dead today
Of course, hundreds of years down the dirty roads, it’s impossible to recollect yesterdays
Presence of mind, linguistic fortitude to argue for rational induction, conceptual analysis
Of the hot barbecue you have cleaned up afterward, the leftover flies from maggot salads.
Humanity, all too humane themselves, each and every one, will all die alone, a has-been time
Irrelevant every one of the little minds locked up in a thing itself, a person of rhythm & rhyme
The fix is merely the powerful will of the director of the causes which produce desired effects
This is not my idea, do not shoot the messenger, did I say that already? But, anyways, it’s sex.
Without the copulation the extinction is a forgone historical fact, not yet but in a foreseeable tic
Tic-Toc of the clock that the mouse ran up, made the grandfather chime six o’clock, time to rock
Killing your own life force inside of your 208 bones, that’s suicide that’s painless & famous shock
Can’t be innocent of that crime, it’s your mortality, exist & be or end existence & not be, a kick.
I killed it & filled her up with kindness & charity, everything a daughter could hope for here, now
I’m way ahead of you all, we got a date with fate & it’s not going to be easy except for a last gasp
Journey up and down the middle path between good & evil, is where you want to be, mama said so
Not all of us have a dad, a pop, daddio, father, no papa at all, no idol or model to imitate berry rasp.
Count is the name given to an idiot who learned to divide & conquer, picking sides adept & inept
A spell’s formula of divisional addition of multiplication without total subtraction, minus zero
Higher unknown & probability of theoretical certainty gives aliens a Trojan Visa for all, I’m sure
Two or only one ticket to paradise gets an anchor baby in to impregnate States, robbing treasure.
Harps really don’t play in heaven since it doesn’t exist, there’s no somewhere, other than here
Foul balls smacked on wood or metal go up & they must come down, out if caught then not if not
Either way, the game will end eventually & it will all be history, forgotten to survivors, oh my dear
Annihilation catastrophe once & for all, ad infinitum, fixed failures to realize, can't kill a hot robot.
Epistemological uncertainty yields a morass of word-salad cornucopia, know less as you did before
Repeat the sounds but nobody understands the incomprehensible because it’s a Navajo code score
Only the anointed know what the meaning of tongues is, they can’t say words so it’s the best secret
A to Z, vowels, consonants, words’ up & down in pagination & dyed in Indian in, publication is onset.
Seriously, breathing in and out since the first slap on a derriere, cried due to the shock to the monkey
In the finale to a stage play or cinematic replication of form's substance, apes’ astronomical humanity
Colors from white to black, wave infrared-ultraviolet, eyes wide open at birth & alive as a breaststroke
It will come over if you call Red Rover, mommies & daddies, all wake up when in moronic joke, woke.
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Vendredi, XII-XXIX-MMXXIII Anno Domini @ 911 AMCST
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