I GOT SOMETHIN’ NOTHIN’ E=mC2
Light sped in Space around this planet, this Time flow of crop circles about the wheat farm
Burnin’ It all up in plain sight from Space Force to heavy water, chivalry in a space-time warp
Whirling amorphous energy blown in and out of the way, from an epicenter to a twisted forearm
I think, therefore you are this because I wrote it, all of the tea of China’s men won’t change it.
Decorate and adorn naked bones to procrastinate the dead star’s motion, dancin’ darkness
From the first taste of milk, cow, goat, human or formulaic minerals, we’re doomed by a fool
What you’ve become, what I’ll become as the DNA of my genome directs, I have no free will
Dominate subordinates coordinates, #Fakefacts must be easy, logical con of the confession.
Flow down from on high toward the middle of nowhere at the matrix’ empty hole of souls
Could be One that made everything else or Nothing that holds it all together, blind faters
You, your friends and kin are on one side and I am alone on the other, orphaned by haters
Mystic wind blown up your nose to your empty soul’s corner, my sour to sweet jelly roles.
From maximum overdrive to a downshift, a powerlift from the ozone to a #fake twilight zone
Peculiar until it is repeated, ad infinitum like a pendulum on a swingin’ time watch, clocked
Seconds ticking from one to the last one, out of the windup energy of gear resistance, cloaked
Safe places wherever I happen to be, everywhere I go, there it is safe, high or low, I’m alone.
In a bright light at the final gasp of your breath, you’ll be happy again, like the day life began
Reincarnated smoke in the DNA bones and blood of the things themselves, seven sea’s caches
Not a trace left behind other than the language of books with bylines, cyber dots and dashes
Roads to somewhere or nowhere, all around in circles, dead-ends and diversions, I’m a fan!
No dream I can recall completes this episodic stage appearance of an “x” factor, #WTFU man
Born man, born woman, conceived as one or the other or both human and divine screamin’
Wings and cement shoes on your feet at the bottom of Lake Michigan, tell no tale’s to a fan
Angels feared to meet us, they’d morph dust to ash, E=mC2 matter created good mortal sin.
Rights of all robots who live with Smith & Jones’ family have become extinct, #fake not fake
Mud and dirt, rocks and rivers that run over and around them, all of it is all there is, that is it
Outside where telescopes magnify space, microscopes reduce time, we’re warped, man-baked
Bruised, confused at first and then awakened by no mercy of the safety clicks, Divinity’s orbit.
by
r j j stephan, i
c. February 3rd, 2019 A.D. @ 7:11 AM PST
{ I drafted while jammin’ to Marvin Gaye #HITS & whatever on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/x6QZn9xiuOE }
F.I.N.I.S.
W.W.A.R.D.?
