It hurts me more than it'll hurt you, reality becomes unmasked this hot & holy day
Breaking the hearts of rubber souls who lived & already died before they knew it
We’re here a moment & gone the next, no immortal setting leftover, no Disneyland
For all who pretend to believe what’s true, no hope for you, woman hybrid human.
Mutate your DNA, big pharmaceuticals playing the CIA & DIA put dick in the dirt
Cancelled by powers that won’t be alive in a century, you know & I know the flirt
Addicted to Dr. Feelgood’s idiots of LSD dropped hits of fools, a missile base’s OSI
You're too high to go to hell, you’ve got to come down a few steps, UFO dose LSD.
So, therefore, hence, nevertheless & furthermore you see bouncing ping-pong balls
Brief coverings of the junk & over the shoulder boulder holders, stop fornica recalls
Expense is nominal, all you have in your pocket, old man’s leftover whistle & bells
Briefing the ignorant & stupid morons we’ve weaned from infancy on welfare rolls.
Truth's been told, it’s incredible and true at one & the same time in Space, it’s dawn
Golden lead leftover Big Bang dirt, not capable of becoming THE liquid plasma con
Pinch me because I’m actually sleeping & can't awaken, sources & methods kill you
Rocks of Rockefeller turned liquid gold, then disappeared in Phoenix Lights of AZ.
Extraterrestrial Spielberg, you & I know the Truth, spilt beans of Top-Secret topics
Russia, USSR, The Beatles said they were back, to Area 51 on the Pope of skeptics
Follow the script written to avoid panic at finding Truth is actual, naked, so bizarre
On the nature of DNA mutation, it could happen on any planet or solar system afar.
Interdimensional life inside the Space you see here and now, in or out of your souls
Before your & my conceptions in the dark womb of mama, you & I were Nothing
Going back to it when the last gasp comes & goes in the day or night, SMUD’s south
Municipality of the city of trees, born to be wild and die with a sucker in my mouth.
Banks closed; safes broken & destroyed in the acid lake behind my garbage plant
I had a line drawn right down the middle of the road, double yellow without breaks
Fully loaded with a twenty-ton piece of useless metal, a crane for high-rise masonry
Good to be evil & bad to be copacetic as it is and will always be, I came, saw & see.
Nine to five & forty of ‘em every week except relaxation vacation everything timing
It’s everything & without it we’ve got the darkness’ candy, none, ain’t got any bling
Chasing the empty dreams I open & find nothing at all, you know what I mean too
Last day you get to see light, you’ll also die and see darkness up close, fighters Foo!
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Lundi, March 25th MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 333 AMPST
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