NOTHING'S blue OVER HERE, man
Mix up your mind with your head wrapped around an invisible idea concoction of menudo
Choices between dirty water soup from wrung out rags left on a hot tin roof, you said “I do”
Too late or too early is right on time, presence in the present circumstances, you all get it on
Puns divulged to the Twilight Zone’s Outer Limits, no way to tell the Truth, it is all a #PutOn.
Anti-matter and sweet energy that created it from nothing special is All the omnipotent Void
Your 9 step-children or at least your mothers and fathers would all agree, this is all B.S. boys!
The rich, hard civilization is in ruins, Life goes on without it, language and culture be damned
Inside force, the Cell of the states of being, coast to coast, border to border, it’s a WWF slam.
Mine full of coal, gold rock, diamonds, rubies, sapphires & emeralds procure a jolly good time
Bleed and pull the scab off in time, wait for the scar to remind you what happened and when
Illegals and legals will all die, like it or not, naturally a challenge for pure water, knock knock…
Who’s there, you won’t believe your eyes, you’re being invaded by a Trojan Horse on the block.
Remember the Jets and the Sharks from the West Side Story, there is no comparison with NOW
Knowledge and Wisdom in the infinite set of extinction, you’re all in and out of the menudo mix
Crimes and the punishment for committing those crimes, It’s the end of enlightenment’s blow
No border is secure for Humpty Dumpty who sat on a wall to have great fall, scramble egg trick.
Tastes of your bon-bons I shared out of your good-hearted offer, remain ingrained inside me
At least in my own mind, I’m a legend, that’s all that counts, the others don’t qualify to be
As they were they still are, nothing to do with me, maybe not even with you, we are in tune
On the Marconi, AM or FM all wave or amplitude-frequency modulation of vibrato picayune.
Creeps know other creeps as they are from the same origin, offspring of horrid DNA’s RNA
Imagine Evil is Live spelled backward for some unknown reason, living in evil with the ugly
Peers of the punks just past thirteen years old, mentally the top of their games in perpetuity
Insurrection is denying the resurrection of a dead human being after rigor mortis sees today.
Expecting nothing more than whatever you deserve based on Karma’s sentence to get even
If you’ve harmed the genome, there is payment due upon death, purgatory or hell, I’m sayin’
No free will after you turn “corpse” and whomever is in charge will burn or bury the bones
Think your thoughts survive? A recollection of Life as you know it, becomes defunct stone.
Ask your dead amigos & amigas, ask your dead kin folk, maybe I’m wrong but I’m a zygote
Something happened and blew me to this surface of mud, blood & beer, that’s all she wrote
Whatever you say, burdened by what has been, you pay the karma for chit you didn’t do too
Finale & that encore curtain’s fall means just this, “You got lucky to be here, now just blow!”
Harm nobody, no one, nothing at all that behooves your facility on a narrow path’s breaches
Democracy manifest Jack Carlson put’s your head into the squad car, know a bunch of bitches
Head lock and hand on my penis, people, what is the charge, eating a succulent Chinese meal
I can’t stop choking up my cheerios & chocolate milk, I stay alive after my two hands don’t feel.
Pawns to Newcastle’s with bishops & knights in between them guarding the Kings of Queens
Harmful to your health, like smoking on your gums’ breath, inhaled divas on the play’s scenes
Charm sub atomics on being nucleic, molecular and the evolved form forced by lust and love
Extinction is the only option other than the Fit’s survival, mortality will come, below, above.
by
r j j stephan, i
c. MotherMonday, 9-2-2024 A.D. @ 911 AMPST
W.W.A.R.D.?
Too late or too early is right on time, presence in the present circumstances, you all get it on
Puns divulged to the Twilight Zone’s Outer Limits, no way to tell the Truth, it is all a #PutOn.
Anti-matter and sweet energy that created it from nothing special is All the omnipotent Void
Your 9 step-children or at least your mothers and fathers would all agree, this is all B.S. boys!
The rich, hard civilization is in ruins, Life goes on without it, language and culture be damned
Inside force, the Cell of the states of being, coast to coast, border to border, it’s a WWF slam.
Mine full of coal, gold rock, diamonds, rubies, sapphires & emeralds procure a jolly good time
Bleed and pull the scab off in time, wait for the scar to remind you what happened and when
Illegals and legals will all die, like it or not, naturally a challenge for pure water, knock knock…
Who’s there, you won’t believe your eyes, you’re being invaded by a Trojan Horse on the block.
Remember the Jets and the Sharks from the West Side Story, there is no comparison with NOW
Knowledge and Wisdom in the infinite set of extinction, you’re all in and out of the menudo mix
Crimes and the punishment for committing those crimes, It’s the end of enlightenment’s blow
No border is secure for Humpty Dumpty who sat on a wall to have great fall, scramble egg trick.
Tastes of your bon-bons I shared out of your good-hearted offer, remain ingrained inside me
At least in my own mind, I’m a legend, that’s all that counts, the others don’t qualify to be
As they were they still are, nothing to do with me, maybe not even with you, we are in tune
On the Marconi, AM or FM all wave or amplitude-frequency modulation of vibrato picayune.
Creeps know other creeps as they are from the same origin, offspring of horrid DNA’s RNA
Imagine Evil is Live spelled backward for some unknown reason, living in evil with the ugly
Peers of the punks just past thirteen years old, mentally the top of their games in perpetuity
Insurrection is denying the resurrection of a dead human being after rigor mortis sees today.
Expecting nothing more than whatever you deserve based on Karma’s sentence to get even
If you’ve harmed the genome, there is payment due upon death, purgatory or hell, I’m sayin’
No free will after you turn “corpse” and whomever is in charge will burn or bury the bones
Think your thoughts survive? A recollection of Life as you know it, becomes defunct stone.
Ask your dead amigos & amigas, ask your dead kin folk, maybe I’m wrong but I’m a zygote
Something happened and blew me to this surface of mud, blood & beer, that’s all she wrote
Whatever you say, burdened by what has been, you pay the karma for chit you didn’t do too
Finale & that encore curtain’s fall means just this, “You got lucky to be here, now just blow!”
Harm nobody, no one, nothing at all that behooves your facility on a narrow path’s breaches
Democracy manifest Jack Carlson put’s your head into the squad car, know a bunch of bitches
Head lock and hand on my penis, people, what is the charge, eating a succulent Chinese meal
I can’t stop choking up my cheerios & chocolate milk, I stay alive after my two hands don’t feel.
Pawns to Newcastle’s with bishops & knights in between them guarding the Kings of Queens
Harmful to your health, like smoking on your gums’ breath, inhaled divas on the play’s scenes
Charm sub atomics on being nucleic, molecular and the evolved form forced by lust and love
Extinction is the only option other than the Fit’s survival, mortality will come, below, above.
by
r j j stephan, i
c. MotherMonday, 9-2-2024 A.D. @ 911 AMPST
{ Copped a sneak & blasted this unedited blather out while jammin’ to: @TrafficBand concert link @ https://youtu.be/N0tf8FIPZsw?si=60Ieg0MTyc5hfqn2 }
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