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EXPRESS YOUR RESPECT, GIVE A HOOT

Instant milk giving the babies their love from mama who never showed afterbirth to consume
World spins, you move in and move out, no harm, no foul, it’s the game that begins & ends too
Not your idea, not your thing to do but here you are with a loaded shotgun shooting potatoes
Blasted the scalloped and fried spuds until there was no more Irish famine, all gone now, Holes!

Respect for the repository of human male gametes that determine the species survival tricks
To be the only one, no others can enter the inner sanctum, temptations be damned, nine to six
Got this and that left over from the sinners’ dinners, suppers & breakfasts, snacks between legs
It all comes out in Ends, rainstorm, lightening & thunder wander the dirty ball, dug into my digs.

I found what I lost in Space, it was just me losing track of Time, ran out in a New York Minute tick
Sudden impact of zero input & zero output was a shock, but without any choices, I mastered Dick
Put the thing in, pulled it out & there you go, the species survived my entry into the gene cesspools
Late comers don’t count, only preconceived conceptions are allowed, too proud to be God’s fools.

Coitus interruptus and everybody else in the darkness, no burned out stars from Holly’s dark wood
Cherry blossoms smell like my candy in my mouth, bing cherry without the pit, still a pendulum dude
It’ll sweep by and slit your throat before you know it, arriving just when you thought God came alive
All things, everything disappears even if you loved and hated like the species does, sleep, eat the jive.

Monkeys are invisible like your friends & relatives when you fall asleep day or night, it’s all done gone
Big gas pocket within your sack of 208 bones, some broke, some M.I.A. & the rest is dead, At Rest, son
You need a nudge to comprehend the nature of the whole shebang, you & I remain the same, DNA ilk
Drunk until the daylight pours into the headache, mind is woke now, I now boogie down, just like silk!

Seeking something that is invisible, a ghost, a spirit, a soul, a phantom form of smoke, kissed derriere
No trouble to get bent over when the free will allows, the force that intrudes will force me to cut hair
From heads to toes, every follicle will be erased from the surface of black or white skin, bald-god crap
Seven holes in the body exposed, 2 ears, 2 eyes, 2 nostrils & the 7th hole in the head lips, gaping trap.

Bumped city of the East Bay, to get to be a madman across the water, take a ferry to find the fairy god
Who grants three wishes as long as your third wish isn’t three more, when there’s no more, it’s caput
Ending a wonderful life of strife and pleasing ways to feel safe, comfortable & immortally yours, blood
Backstabbers in front of my face, oblivious to my skills to slit thin skin, draining funk from a holy hood.

Beer & spirits of whiskey & rye, gin, vodka, scotch etcetera, etcetera, etcetera, now then, HIGH
Lower as you get down to it, smiling faces turn to frowns & then a grim reaper stabs your thigh
Where it hurts and bleeds out the verve, following the trails of gravity down to the bottom rock
Nothing gets lower, it stacks up on the top of the pile, building over the millennia on the block.

Sudden impact of keeping the eyes wide open in the dawn of the new day, blinded by neon light
Pretty rainbow color from purple ultraviolet blue to the infrared-crimson love wavelength fight
Moments turn into the past seconds you gave to me, or I took from you, either way, Love was alit
Nothing goes wrong, nothing goes right, it’s an alternate reality of simultaneous existence in glue.

Stuck there for an unknown period of days and nights, you never know which is your final gasp
At the gas given due to the Big Bang’s creation of this blob of good & evil, love or hate the clasp
Keeping you & I locked in for a short or a long time, watching the fear & love moving the sapiens
Thinking that they’re “all of that” when they’re actually dust in the wind, four winds of God sins.

There is a hole in the world as we know it, I investigated & I saw nothing special other than you
Special you are my friend, yes I’m talking directly to you personally, deep in your cerebral cortex
Where the sun never shines & not even you know the nature of what is there, it’s all Tex & Mex
Where battles raged & soldiers killed one another, for the Love of Peace you get, now turn Blue!

by
r j j stephan, i
c. Dimanche, Janvier XXVIIIth, MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 0600 AMPST

{Tripped on the light fantastic while jammin’ to #EyeCandy link @ https://youtu.be/50Wo2HdNQhU?si=nYdlZmYg1ZGHfmXr}
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