IN A BAG, GUNN-DOWN IN A NEST
It is an observation from the eyes I’ve inherited from the genome I have been loosed upon
A miracle or not, an accident of collisions without permission of a Saturn ring of lollipops
From Mercury to Pluto, this is all we can find in the darkness’ doubt, I’m a loafer, ‘How fun!’
Then get back to the reality of every day life, wake up, wash up, work it up to dunk lay ups.
I ran through the jungle because I didn’t know I was the only living thing there, I’m no prey
But on my naked knees I crawled through the jungle, like a snake without lookin’ back to see
What was chasin’ my tail, looked just like me and it was and is and always will be, a lowdown
Way high up in the sky, just eight or nine miles straight up, my Black Jack’s last-call frown.
On the walk back to the room in the barracks where the single stripers of first and third class
Cut into the commissions’ leaves of absence, 2ndLT to the Four Star orders to annihilate us
Baptized just to receive the Last Rights to the angelic realm we fear to meet at death’s bust
Everybody has to get out of here, off of the Earth before the Supernova’s melted atom blast.
Twelve years, more or less, educated to let you in on the secret that the sun’s gone to hell
Hot as a pistol and the only thing that keeps us sustained, fools pretending to be so rouge
Of the negative and positive charges of the black and white light, hot fire, ring a dumbbell
A woolly bully and nothing but your mother’s boyfriends’ underwear, dirty laundry stooge!
Here and there, a chance presents opportunity, we move between all that calculus’ justice
God, good, Evil, bad, live good, die bad, that’s all you’ve got to know, it’s futility I can resist
On the fine line from the origin to the final end, last breath pull in a vacuum, bones’ dice
Rolled sevens and elevens, easy or the hard way, indeed the middle Way of the Zen’s gist.
Remedies for the god forsaken are all underground, buried with your mama’s grand mama
Fathers bones are all pulverized and turned to dust to make room for the new skeletons’ Ra
Voided transfer, protection from the conception, saved by the rubber and IUD intelligentsia
Words are up, we all got down and the #LATINOBAMA now rule the roost, encore Eurasia!
by
r j j stephan, i
c. ROCKTOBER 14th, 2019 A.D. @ 11:11 AM PST
{ dropped in from the muse while listenin’ to Carlos Santana #GreatestHits on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/p_yR4snCl9c?list=RDp_yR4snCl9c & then rewarded with the movie, #LordOfWar starring Nicholas Cage Tomb link @ https://youtu.be/ZpqHrqF4MO4 }
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