#DeadMansHand
MY BONES AIN’T ALL ALONE
Richard Joseph Stephan · Saturday, September 15, 2018
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Singin’ a song of joy that we are all alive and well here on the third stone from the altar boy
I call the altar boy the globe that burns above and all about the planetary system from the Ra
From Singapore to the shores of Folsom Lake, outside the maximum security from bad guys
Cheaper way to do it is take a ride out to sea and feed our gentle ancestral eaters of the bones.
All digested, all two hundred and eight of them, crushed, shredded and chopped into crumbs
Swimmin’ around in circles lookin’ to swallow more blood and bone sinkin’ into the deep six
No matter if it’s day or not, if the flesh comes, it’s eaten, if the bones come, they’re shattered
In frequent shipwrecks on high seas, Sharkfest shindig dance with drowned Sapiens’ DNA.
Your time in space is up when mine is because I’m takin’ the entire conscious mind I have too
That is the First Cause of my being and no doubt, yours as well, so get your affairs in order
I probably can’t live much longer than fifty more years, like all other mortals, fearing ends
The End of Time’ll come, syncopated kings, queens n’ slaves’ll become forced to yonder blue.
Until then, happy trails down the middle of the path for you, I wish you well, many blessings
From the emptiness of the Void to the bottom of your rollin’ stone soul, sun up and sundown
Nothin’ hungrier than an empty shark’s face, mouth agape for plankton, shrimp or gold, man
In a tank behind the clear glass, they swim awaiting your entry into a domain of liquid H2O.
From an Aquarium in Monterey to the bottom of Davey Jones Locker, who sucks? Dumdums
To eat whatever presents itself to the hunger, plastic bottles, cigarette butt filters, man’s scum
There’s no plan B, if we phuque this planet up, oops man overboard HELP, it’s over, it’s done
Nothin’ at all but a chilly, pitch black ice void in a supernova, 16 tons of creative goddess’ fun.
by
r j j stephan, i { #ThisAintYourMamasTrainwreck #SharkMeDown }
c. September 15, 2018 Saturday @ 10:04 AM PST
{ written while listenin’ to Tom Waits #16ShellsFromAThirtyOughtSix & HITS from the #RainDogs cd on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/0XLdxxJEB80 & a byte or 2 of AC/DC #RunawayTrain link @ https://youtu.be/dl65Qg-WELk }
