In the dire straits' still of the night, I spied the end of my world, all my own
I left your world behind me, yes all of y'all, blisters on your fingers & thumb
Now with the faggots without the jet airplanes, life as a ghost is a hot i-phone
In communicado but usually not runnin' commando for modesty sake, chum.
Hick of the month proceeds to party right there in front of the kings & queens
Interjections highlight the propositional logic, deducing the truth from white lies
They know what they know and nobody else knows what that might be, X-scenes
Figures agreed upon drawing of a line or groups of lines without order, by & byes.
In the beginning of the first light making you cry like a baby does, can't handle it
Disappointment overwealms the soul, makes your whole world crumble to scat
Maybe if you didn't jump in with your heart & soul, you might not fall in a hole
Next time keep your eyes wide open & never lose your bloody mind to a hip pole.
Hearing yourself when you speak yields not only the rattle & hum but also, you
In the hole it echoes until the sound is incomprehensible, then it vanishes in blue
Songs written & sung, repeat ad infinitum, until memorized by heart, nonchalant
It's either some chocolate or vanilla fudge to be tasted & swallowed heaven sent.
Nothing you nor I can do, nobody can do anything at all about it, it's what It did
Never before or repeating the same thing over & over, ad infinitum, end finished
Travel north to south, east to west & vice versa, subjected to nouns & predicates
Until you're dead & gone, it's how it all goes, you've nothing to do with the fates.
You surrogate mother programmed our existence's essence, you always knew, I see
It took seven decades to recollect the nature of this beast within, orphan of Mother
Earth brought me into the world & Ma took me out of it, just a wee lad, oh my Gee
Matter and the energy mix put our feet at the start & the finish, on way or another.
Annointed by the holy guys and gals who attribute life to the unseen, invisible
In Truth and blind Faith, attributes assigned to a ghosted chimera, wanderer too
Gone from star to star, makin' things from Nothing & leaving for the coastal hell
Blink 182 times or not, you'll fall asleep before too long, God will ring your bell.
Death comes too soon, Life came unexpected but it was addictive as crank & coke
Ways and means to spend the breathing in and out, masticating & swallowing swill
Fruits of the vines & nuts of the trees pulled you into the eat no life's animal kill
Who eats liver & thinks that it's a clean organ when it filters what nobody can toke.
Right of the left-hand is the whole shebang in a bucket, full pail to kick the can
Fools in the control of every action that needs the puppet strings in eyes of a fan
Command all actions through sound of magic spells, boys & girls have no choice
Laughing and aloof, not aware it's their fate comin' for retribution for being boys.
Eve's girls were the empty vessels hangin' on strings & the corners of heavy traffic
Adam's boys were less than zero on the number scale, a fraction of negative oness
Traffic stopped for the choo-choo train, guard rails were down, red lights blinkin'
Known destiny, feelin' & thinkin' for unknown fates of the livin', dyin' & smilin'.
by
R J J STEPHAN, I
c. September 3rd 2026 Anno Domini (Happy Birthday Mama Salvatrese Maria Alfano-Stephan nee 1923)
{ God intervened & caused amnesia in all Life on Earth, left blind faith as a present for the ones who know that, "Timing isn't One thing, Timing is Everything!" }
It's all about the baby, man! First rule is to Never, ever kick the baby
Nobody allows a baby to be kicked, even if it's a stranger with a lady
There is nothing more upsetting than recalling your own face whacks
When the adults in the room believed they'd teach me a lesson, facts.
Pretending that knowledge is wisdom, mere deception inherited by Eve
Adam too would never see the Truth comin', Adam & Eve went to town
No looking back since they knew they were sentenced to mortality's own
Stepmothers & stepfathers stepped in when an intercourse yielded a peeve.
Courage and fear prove nothing once you resemble a corpus dillecti form
As the bitter ending of each of our animated existences, it's bait, a worm
It enters any hole big enough to allow it's force, then infiltrates it all too
Before you know it, you find the Truth was told, all y'all be singin' blue.
From the 1st moment we realize as a child, miscreant adults are two-faced
No matter in any form remains for long, facts of life steal all of our grace
Like it or not, baptize the whole world & the species will still opt extinct
Bright mind burnt out of the DNA back in 2030 A.D. future shock in synch.
Give me no regard once the world blows it's planetary flight, it'll be all over
Nobody knows it but they will come to know it once they see it, a hot lover
It's a requirement for the species' survival, zombies can't reproduce the IQs
Lucky to have had a chance to give my power back to a Sonny's hot squeeze.
Hold 'em in Texas or just let the spades, clubs & hearts fly off with diamonds
Fire burns until all fuel runs out, that's the magic & you know when it's gone kids
A larger than life hole in the middle of your soul, call it broken, holy heated show
Brought a knife to a gunfight again, but I still won, once again, I used a low blow.
Beer and Black Jack whiskey replaced the rye, gin & vodka, no mistake, I left
Not physically but in my mind, detached from my historical recorded memory
I knew that life, existence from conception to death meant less than funny jokes
I need some desire, I desire what I need but I'm nearly already gone, it's all folks.
Follow the angels up, up and away even if you don't want to, you have to, me too
It's finished just like it was before you knew the difference between good & evil
Joy gets us over graceless disappointments, the End is a falling star over the hill
Hope you get the whole picture soon, now would be perfect, a shaded royal blue.
Performance of your engine is critical to nothing more than the last gasp of gas, so
Do what ever you do as well as you can & have nothing left in the tank I can't tow
If you don't use it all, you'll lose it all, it's the fact of life nobody denies, just blow
Lips together & bring the air from your lungs up & pump it through a teeny hole.
Brooms and mops left to clean up the mess of leftover parties, it's a hit supernova
Imploding into the Singularity before or after midnight, I slip into the hit plethora
Spheres and cubes of six sides bring the DNA & RNA into the gold rush of coloma
Peering the impossible both within & without you, Nothing is the star of the show.
Living in the spinning top that doesn't give up the ghost, keeps the spark in tight
You find what I've found if you duplicare the rotation, all ghosts will take flight
Design the rules, there's a beginning & end to the game, fair game even for cheats
Knowing every fact known and everything unknown creates God's divine meats.
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Lundi, August XXVth MMXXVI Anno Domini @ 1533 hours
{ I was still tucked in THE Womb on this day in 1951 A.D., in 2 days I'd be born, a nativity I don't recall, a royal flush IMHO, my mama does! TY MAMA! }
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