STRAPPED & UNDERNEATH THE ROOF
Dreaming isn’t allowed in the system of ups and downs you know, I’m allIt’s the way of sayin’ I don’t know what to say now, just have a drink on me
Hip to the situation goin’ down in the middle of nowhere, where I live it
Up & down to the In and Out, double-double, animal style, special sauce fit.
In the end, to be or not to be is just like you know, I put my love into you
As if it could be allowed to split a zygote for the benefit of humanity’s god
Tribute bands just a lot better than the original, an act of needing to be hot
Plugged into electricity of the walls’ amplifiers & mufflers to be gunshot.
Pills work until they don’t, they'll kill you either before or after your times
Nothing personal, it’s just when Hell’s bells ring, reaper comes callin’ names
Fill in the blanks with the fodder of fathers & mothers, sisters, my brothers
White lightening bolting in my head, thunder got me deaf & dumb rhymes.
Evil runs deep down to the core of Earth, deeper than Hell’s bongs und bells
Boredom getttin’ pulled from your fighting fists of fury, knuckle down balls
Hits and the misfits that the puzzle allows within the borders & culture cuts
No knife or gun, just a lethal touch that blows the socks off ‘ifs’ &/or ‘buts.’
Playing the game before the rules were written, I wrote ‘em down on a crib
A cheat-cheat for the million girls in the crowd, under spotlights with no fib
Liquor liquid gas puttin’ the fuel in TNT, 3rd world goin’ to battle at last
For the end of the world is required by cosmic slop soup, goin’ down fast.
Being nothing works for the place you go when you die, I ain’t kiddin’ man
Rhythm & blues comin’ from deep down in the river valley, it’s big, muddy
Mothers all knew it, fathers hoped it wasn’t true, no birth control evermore
Extinct species are all the same, event is a surprise, last gasp of gas, sure.
Living & loving the worst of us because that’s the best of us, whole shebang
Moving inside your nervous bones that keep it all together, away from fang
Teeth can’t stay away from the bite & chew of the sweet meat, BBQ me too
Solidly liquid, immaterial dark matter & fused atoms ready to fizz UV blue.
Biopsy of your Cancer, Virgo in a cusp of Leo and Gemini near Sagittarius
In every case, all of the above is identical to none of the above or below us
Cameo & the final curtain of the last act coincided with the dotted red lines
On a script, at rehearsal and now on opening night, the Act One just pines.
There will be no encore and since the last act is the end of the play, its caput
All sad stories begin & end, it’s the nature of the thing itself & all one form
From subatomic nuclear matter up to the macro matter of combustion soot
Everything’s the same as it’s been since the Big Bang, Form’s cosmic Worm.
More or less than this & that, the whole shebang passes yo Mama, Lollipop
To the end of the Earth, at the end of the work that’s finally been done gone
Exercising the spirit that moves in and out of whiskey bottles dry as a bone
The Truth can only be false if it’s NOT the Truth but a fictional lie, full stop.
Hopping around before the Spring Equinox and the place in Space I occupy
Bad, good or ugly all comes with the territory I’ve gleaned out the petri dish
Bacteria and viral reproduction of DNA that evolved out of the Big Muddy
Old soul “Giving Up’ a day after two feet died under two legs, made a wish.
Used until fizzed out by the lack of air in a dark room, developing negativity
Chemicals & infrared will metastasize the central nervous system’s hot key
Conclusions from propositional logic premises is al the voodoo mother left
On a border wall with a bag lunch, sammich, apple & chips, I’m super deft.
Hot inside, cold outside contained within absolute zero & negative infinities
Here’s the whole set of systemic racism, ain’t my brother, sister or mother
Just an iron lung and an empty womb to intersect a junction of malfunction
Misty with acid tears comin’ out black eyes I dotted in a fight about father.
I have a mortal sin with no punishment due, I created life that never existed
Sons and daughters makin’ dreams come true or not, spiders & snakes dead
Happy without getting everything under the sun in my dead coffin of bones
It was all about singing loud, amplified & all mikes are turned up, my sons.
Bites inside of your mouth, behind your face, under your brain’s mind
Error never hurts, just get it corrected & it’s fine & dandy, you’ll find
Walking all over you & everything else I can get my two feet upon, sell
Buy it low, destroy it all in the incinerator, bells ringin’ in a holier Hell.
Caves and crevices are common, that’s where I met her, in the garden
You know the one you’ve heard about a million years ago, now & then
Hurts or feels good depending on your attitude in altitude, too human
Wanting to live forever, you can’t, avoid death, you can’t be a woman.
Simple, got premises & conclusions, soul stripper did the job, a heart zip
Mary never cared, she just wanted to tear me apart, square had to be hip
Come to Jesus moment amigos & amigas, yo’ soul’s been stripped of gods
Count backward from one hundred to One, race my @Fuckion hotrods!
Upper downtown, go to Hades with the rest of the good life that’s all dead
Everybody will die someday, fact not fiction, you, your pets & your family
Nothing weasels out alive, it’s all just a little bit funky once it’s done & said
Strapped on a roof, left in a scorching void, a dead-dark gravity-grave bed.
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Dimanche, March 17, 2024 @ 845 PMPST
#TimingIsEverything
{ Drafted while listenin’ to @TraceAdkins on the mighty youTube link @ https://www.youtube.com/live/TFB1jpWV44w?si=jfZuVVDswspDnVtu }
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