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HERE WITH WORDS OF SONNY,

GONE WITH THE SWORDs

Hold my beer, right here Harv, man, did you really think I needed you to hold mine?

You & I regard the Truth as a memory that may be dissolved in the Void, regurgitated

Today as it was yesterday and as it will be done tomorrow, for the minions’ hand-outs

Feeling nothing but compassion for ignorance & naivety throughout twists & shouts.

A cartoon Bullwinkle for some but a father figure for others who fractured flickers too

Mountains of data for retrieval but some are forgettable but I’m photographic in blue

Women form grandmothers, grandaunts, mothers, sisters, wives, girlfriends all the toll

So a little baby boy dressed in blue gets programmed & blamed for a candy cane pole.

Cut it out & shave it, defoliate it, the coverage of the bare skin, ghost’s holy envelope

So exciting to see the form of a next generation of germination, Adam species on dope

Wake up now, sit up all night with me, cups of café, maybe cocoa & mellow, I’m all in

Touched your hand in the darkness, I couldn’t pull you out of the stupor I fell, hot Sin.

Rules, regulations known or occult for the ones who have no need to know, this is Void

We’re in it to win it but nothing can be won, things are up for random grabs of a droid

Three o’clock in the AM blues feel pretty good for my mood to be Blue & in a rhapsody

First and foremost, it’s very, very good to be alive, I tried forever to be, now, I am he.

One that I am has no regard for all things outside the genome, Man’s skin & 208 bones

Then the chill came out of nowhere, as Earth spun around to the other side’s i-phones

Floated on cool breezes that came & went before I was able to capture a sweet song

For the sake of ending beginnings, it’s naturally cause & effect of a cosmic, big bang.

Wife was a stranger for too long here & now, it took me too long to find her, decades

Now & then, I’ll listen to the echo of the pinball machines going TILT before the fades

Hugs and kisses just like the first times but I’ll always miss the last times, Love’s time

Do anything for moonlit Ones, gotta stay as Hercules vis a vis Athena, a rhythm rhyme.

Psycho sycophantic moods arranged by the powers that be, survive extinction madly

It is one necessary condition for coming to see you and it’s insufficient just as sadly

Don’t know you from Adam or Eve, vice versa of you to me, hence, live & die alone

Without me is the necessary condition for the wonderful recollection of ‘someone.’

You forgot about me, it doesn’t matter, act naturally and see what I mean to creep

I am the one your friend told you about, since your high school days, college sweep

Still couldn’t find me right there in your ballpark, took a convergence of laser light

Perfect can’t get better than that, pristine as untouched Nugatory holes, It’ll fight.

I said words and that was no mistake, mocking the philosophy of groping in the dark

Science and Mathematics the guide to the wonderful answer to the reason for being

Heretofore, nevertheless, Word of the Truth is naked as the day a newborn gulps O2

Heart beats, lungs suck in and blow out the air without which we’re Stoned Junk too.

Fillies race Camptown to Golden Gate, ponies I bet know they’ll win or lose the worm

Got the alphabet & the thesaurus to amend the clear & present danger of all knowing

We’ll all die alone, nobody gets out alive with the love we experience in a gale storm

Desires & powers require The Will, what it’s all about is wanting it, bad as a silkworm.

Hot or cold feeling before you turn to ash or just a meal for the wild among the Livers

Price to pay for the whole shebang is achievable on public assistance, dumpster divers

A dime every dozen goes from your pocket into box-coffers of faceless overlord guys

Just have a ½ a cup of cocoa and all of the words will sound precisely identical, lies.

Therefore, I am what I believed I was before I went to Kindergarten, A+ student stud

Always immersed in the three o’clock blues with sisters & brothers anywhere, blood

Death and the taxes have a mortality toll on the population, ancestors already gone

From a face of Earth, ne’er to walk, run or ride upon e’er again, God has no i-phone.

Hungry, thirsty, lack of consumption due to running on empty, hallucination creepin’

Thinkin’ that there’s either no reason for being or the reason is beyond twilight zones

A priori & a posteriori effects on the 1st Cause of the Universe, logic, reason deduced

What you are, all of us, everything on the 3rd stone from God’s Sun, Black-Holy fused.

by

r j j stephan, i

c. Dimanche, 8-31-2025 Anno Domini @ 444 AMPST

{ Blasted out the Void/Ether this AM while jammin’ to #CaseyKasemRadio #AmericanTop40 link @ https://youtu.be/MvQtoo-2a4o?si=b1LzpWHJkP6V7H6Y }

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