BLAKE’S BOOK OF JOB
DEAR JOHN, JOHN DEERE
Courage inherited from the ancestors who survived the predators & vice
All you know is what you’ve been told to believe, hook, line & sinker dice
You are going to go above or beyond the presence you enjoy here, now
You’ll be all gone before you know it, unexpectedly expire in a NY blow.
DNA grandfathered in from RNA intercourse between genomes of a Void
You’re deep within a gravitational collapse of atomic matter, a hemorrhoid
No discrimination when getting divinity sucked into Nothingness’ Star jag
You know, I know, we all know what the unknown is, heavenly father rag.
Ragtime rock the high-hat to beating Tom-Toms, full-stop mothers’ snares
Say it loud, you’re a full-stop mother and you’re proud, extramarital affairs
Not your fault, the spouse is an alien of ecstasy & misplaced the XY thrust
In and out, friction moves the skin & blood in the bone, a holy nut to bust.
There’s history now where there was none before the Big Bang, get woke
One trick ponies all in the herd of followers without a stallion stud or bloke
Animated souls follow the tails, they need the One to lead the narrow way
Orphans, mothers & fathers hunted, gathered, ate the Earth dirt, look away.
Shifty 3rd eyes in your head show your mind’s will to power & activism flat
Red pills & water keep your blood flowing, nerves firing on high, holy scat
Mohair grown only to be split by the sheer force of growing out of a scalp
Hits on the bull’s eye, every time I shot, couldn’t miss, I’m the center, pal!
Pessimism and optimism merge, it’s the Singularity of the Black Hole still
Nothing changes at all, it’s forever the absence of things, no atoms to fill
Yet we choke a plethora of word salads down the hatch, it’s regurgitated
Day after day, night after night, from first & after the last, mortals be dead.
You’re not going to agree with the conclusion contradicting your narrative
Hit you in your face, break your jaw, your teeth, your nose, dot both eyes
Yet there’s a doctor who will treat your pain & suffering, not the bad guys
In your mirror, in the water, from the polished glass, deliver, take & give.
Kicked your asses into the rabbit-ho where Alice found the Truth, as such
Something you said, I repeat ad infinitum, until I run clean out of dead air
Screaming at you qualifies for the return screaming at me, but wait, Ma
I apologize for volume being louder than required by you, sensitive human.
Down south or upon the west side of the city, we all get used to the grinder
Apples were the fruit of the loom & now they’re a slayer of android minder
Hits & near misses from teens to the silver-backed apes, programmed fool
Extinction will appear with no warning, love me you do and know I love you.
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Mardi, August XIXth MMXXV Anno Domini @ 111 PMPST
{ Kicked out of my noggin while jammin’ to The Beach Boys #HITS on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/TpIEXasSxg0?si=Tt3tJsY-viTrQA3N }
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?
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