UNTIL IT’S ALL GONE, GIRL
& . . . your point is . . .
Coming & going to where all of it came from in the 1st place Space
Peer groups and the corpses they’ve left behind, facts in the face
By the time you get to the reading of the words, right here & now
You’ll be too late through no fault of your own, it’s a roll of a die.
Nobody gets out alive, in or out of karma earned above or below I
Ego’s in the middle on a center path, eternity to infinity yet, I, My
Other than me, nothing matters at all, without me there’s no Life
I created it to destroy it, I’m chosen, a free blink & wounded wife.
Fair game when hunting season is hidden from a hunter’s 30:06
Bull’s eyes are the only space to aim, heart blown far over there
Moons up full & a new until Earth moves on, orbits to dark Styx
Then it’s gone girl, it ain’t never comin’ back except a nightmare.
Good or ugly as genetically progenerating exhibition of Speedos
No other way to promulgate the nature of a beast, UFO bush rose
Left off the seeds of extinction with the cause of creation, embed
Deeper acid, surrounded by cytoplasmic jazz, y’all are all dead.
Words are up, high as the leaves on a flower, up in smoke hybrid
Some property to dilate your pupils from invoked smoke, grew It
In ground, mud leftover, stardust from a Big Banger, so I’m told
Time is set in seconds, moving circular jerkin’ hand, NY minute.
Periods in synch with the moon contraption, all egg rotation sin
Extinction is a gender of a species away, eggs vanish, I am all in
No more needs or desires to live beyond Earth with 208 bones
Soul inside and a sole underneath each foot, all concept scones.
Better than a feather floating in the wind, nowhere to land safely
The sanity provides a respite from the heaven on Earth, it’s free
Immerse the awareness in One word, One sound, One syllable ‘E’
Original sins with no place to go, blues’ Blackjack, all dyin’ to be.
Deer in headlights, blinded without knowing death’s afoot, to die
Had a fit, whacked displeasure with reality out of Man’s apple pie
Knowledge and Wisdom fused with TNT & Nitro-Glycerin for Kix
Heaven & Hades, abstracted Reality as an accidental cosmic fix.
Going quick or for the long haul, either way all headed to finish it
Spots between the original & the final transformation are a #Hit
A hundred years down the road of a terrestrial spin, all gone, ye
Hear me, listen closely, lucky to be alive, just die & you’ll all see.
Singing, speaking, whispering & just wishful thinking, words UP
Down isn’t the way to the core’s being, it’s upward to It, the Word
Inside the signal, there’s the meaning to a hidden sensation bird
Tweeting tweets, calling for “X” to save the world in a China cup.
Got the message hidden in a cookie, my fortune is told in a quip
What’ll happen if it all remains as above, so below, stiff upper lip
We may be abandoned in the middle of nowhere, too Big Banger
Forms of Earth’s egos, blind eyes’ black, idiotic, moron splendor.
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Vendredi, 12-5-2025
Anno Domini @ 222 PMPST
{ Trapped until completed, listenin’ to #BluesBrothers schtick @https://youtu.be/CAaer1qNE2s?si=_TWwIh0GbvChQWWI }
F I N I S
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