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I SHOULD PROBABLY COME
CLEAN, EH?
Neither you nor I have any control over Ma Earth’s wobble & top spin feeds Mirrors reflect nothing but what’s in front of it, looking through rosary beads
Professional amateurs putting a club foot in front of another decrepit godson
Beads created from the nuclear fusion of atomic matter, busted immersion.
This face hides nothing but an empty skull other than teeth, eyes’ brain scat
All for the movement and activity of the mind within this thing itself, I name it
Eating and drinking from birth until death, all searchin’ for the rainbow globe
Pricking clear skin with hypodermic funk you’ve gleaned out a damned robe.
Notion of the formula to create survival chemistry for an extinct class of man
Neanderthal or Homo Erectus won’t look like the Cro Magnon, all too human
Family Guy rocks the world on the screen appearing in thin air, idiot illusions
Pretending that you’re the cream of a crop, blacktop speed racer of hot sins.
Before Time was ordained as the spin and wobble of the Earth on the ecliptic
There was still the same spin and wobble of the Wind and Fire get motion sick
All in your mind, psychotic episode of self-realization before you conceived it
Looked around & fed the holy hunger, liquids, solids, release wasted gas chit.
Rubber out of the trees, plastic out of the Earth’s crude lubricant, it will ignite
Spontaneously combusted out of the nuclei of each & every atom in Milky Way
This ain’t a party for the innocent nor the wild, it’s a reality, mankind’s gangway
Pretending that there’s living matter once it disintegrates, measure of the idiot.
Jets and Sharks kick one anothers’ skeletons underground, shredded the wood
Fire burning the wood into ash, melting the iron & steel forms into planetary food
Fight for your right to freedom from tyranny & you’re bound to die, say yes please
Given swords and bullets, knives and belts of blackness with red stripe degrees.
Panini out to lunch on the patio, come over with Red Rover & bring higher spirits
Feeding the frenzy of idiots & morons with blind faith of readers of fallacy salads
How and why can I ask questions without having sensations in my fired up brain?
As I lied, I laid as many eggs fertilized as I could coax the hotties to lay, God pain.
Gotta die if you become all too human through coitus that had no interruptus
Ready and get set whether you’re ready or not, you’ll come around in the dust
As if you had any choice to be free or indentured by way of your parents, right?
It’s worse than that but don’t want to energize the curse, it’s TNT, it’s dynamite.
by
r j j stephan, i
W.W.A.R.D.?
Professional amateurs putting a club foot in front of another decrepit godson
Beads created from the nuclear fusion of atomic matter, busted immersion.
This face hides nothing but an empty skull other than teeth, eyes’ brain scat
All for the movement and activity of the mind within this thing itself, I name it
Eating and drinking from birth until death, all searchin’ for the rainbow globe
Pricking clear skin with hypodermic funk you’ve gleaned out a damned robe.
Notion of the formula to create survival chemistry for an extinct class of man
Neanderthal or Homo Erectus won’t look like the Cro Magnon, all too human
Family Guy rocks the world on the screen appearing in thin air, idiot illusions
Pretending that you’re the cream of a crop, blacktop speed racer of hot sins.
Before Time was ordained as the spin and wobble of the Earth on the ecliptic
There was still the same spin and wobble of the Wind and Fire get motion sick
All in your mind, psychotic episode of self-realization before you conceived it
Looked around & fed the holy hunger, liquids, solids, release wasted gas chit.
Rubber out of the trees, plastic out of the Earth’s crude lubricant, it will ignite
Spontaneously combusted out of the nuclei of each & every atom in Milky Way
This ain’t a party for the innocent nor the wild, it’s a reality, mankind’s gangway
Pretending that there’s living matter once it disintegrates, measure of the idiot.
Jets and Sharks kick one anothers’ skeletons underground, shredded the wood
Fire burning the wood into ash, melting the iron & steel forms into planetary food
Fight for your right to freedom from tyranny & you’re bound to die, say yes please
Given swords and bullets, knives and belts of blackness with red stripe degrees.
Panini out to lunch on the patio, come over with Red Rover & bring higher spirits
Feeding the frenzy of idiots & morons with blind faith of readers of fallacy salads
How and why can I ask questions without having sensations in my fired up brain?
As I lied, I laid as many eggs fertilized as I could coax the hotties to lay, God pain.
Gotta die if you become all too human through coitus that had no interruptus
Ready and get set whether you’re ready or not, you’ll come around in the dust
As if you had any choice to be free or indentured by way of your parents, right?
It’s worse than that but don’t want to energize the curse, it’s TNT, it’s dynamite.
by
r j j stephan, i
c.
Vendredi, April IVth MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 911 AMPST
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Spread the Word like Butter Cream from the Cache Cow while jammin’ to
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