R.I.P. mama mia
Salvatrese Alfano Stephan
peace & I love you baby! XOXO
BALL HAS A DROP-DOWN-MENU FOR BEER
I’ve got news for the old folks, the young folks and the #WokeFolks in the bleeding
Broken laws come first after ten commands, you can’t be a good human, no felons
Your OP parents were either never there or there & shouldn’t ‘ve been there, DING
Ethical decisions based on traditional morality of right & wrong, good & evil sons.
No daughters are allowed to be evil, they are all the product of semen of the men
Just a solitary egg wondering about nothing suddenly hijacked by RNA without Zen
Harmony when atoms collapse into black holes beneath the Milky Way’s day tripper
Hidden within star systems’ planetary orbitals, none with life as we know it, a zipper.
Stop my watch, your time is up & it’s all goin’ down to the bottom of the holy dumbbell
Bums & stoned junkies hired to judge, umpire & referee the ball game, avoid inevitable
Until death will strife then part your 208 bones, blood & consciousness to die for any day
Idiots & morons runnin’ to head the show but the jig is up & naked kings are all but gay.
Brow-beating your master’s mama until you’re released and freed from being indentured
That’s the only way to succeed at annihilating your slave mentality, inherit from a cool fool
In or out of your home, above & below the ground we share with all plants & animal herds
Everywhere, anyplace, anytime including eternity out of Time, pretend that it is all One too.
Let me assure myself before I reduce my ego to the essence of being’s reduction, poor ol’ Id
Professional and amateur have equal but separate visions, one to enrich & the other to enjoy
For nobody can anybody die for, whether you have a notion to do it or not, it’s impossible too
Just sayin’ it’s a long road to the top & quick jump off of a bridge or a cliff when killin’ the kid.
Nobody cares if it’s Albert, Anthony, Zeke or Zachary, from A to Z, you’re flushed to the guts
Conception & then abortion, it’s the human’s extinction mechanism for Mother Nature’s cuts
Safer & at risk like your daddy & mama were, it’s inheritance to swill like Tennessee whiskey
Portholes open without glass barriers, the ship goes down, poop deck from fore to aft, at sea.
Silly brothers fighting like cousins and their choices of mate, it will never, ever begin again
You know deep down that the Truth is, you were fortunate to be conceived at all, pray Zen
No free choices other than to follow the cause & effect system of the down & out, hurry up
You may run out of time or be already gone, fly like an Eagle, win an NFL championship cup!
Queer is different from the Norm, which is what evolutionary variation of genes is all about
You get picked up hitch-hiking, believing that human beings are all good, none of them evil
Eyes wide open when you are forced to terminate the threat of being incarcerated by a lout
As above the ground is wide open, so below the ground, all the same, above & below gravel.
Crickets rubbin’ legs for the attraction to reproduce its own kind, no reason for that bull scat
It’s the nature of the beast, evolution for the most fit who reproduce a lot, the predators eat
Holy ghosts remain when things themselves eek out their mortality, decrepit ashes in an urn
All sights out of sight, all sounds hard of hearing, tasteless because their odorless, feel a burn.
You won’t feel a thing after the pain dissipates, nobody feels anything after it’s all gone to hell
Believe the dead folks when they return to the psychics who explore the black hole in a bell
Loose as my old lady Lucy or up tighter than a drum, up here on top, ain’t no big thing, so high
Bluff it for me and difficult for y’all, a lucky draw from a holy deck of 52, got a full house, I lie!
Plaid & polka dotted shirts and skirts, long sweaters of wool and synthetic silk, all in my head
When you are forced to skip a rope & you’re the best of the rest, single or double-Dutch uphill
Inside of a river I stepped into, I immediately reflected, wouldn’t step into the flow twice devil
Backward spelling of the diablo is ‘lived,’ there’s no doubt, devil is lived with corpses all dead.
Squirt the fluid out the container, envelop the origin in the code of an original garden snaking
I’ll get up your leg, gone up every mother’s leg near my pheromones that waft in the dead air
You know what I know, it’s nobody’s secret that we’re alive & we’re all gonna die, sooner here
Immortality in a conceptual, bizarre world as we know it, ash remains can’t drink ale or beer.
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Mercredi, 1-XXIXth - MMXXV Anno Domini @ 808 AMPST
{ Killed the Lead, Buried the Lead, Drafted this Ditty while jammin’ to the @Eagles #LongRoadOutOfEden on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/5nhM1BJOHu8 & the #Creators Anunnaki, Gods, Ancient Aliens
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