NOWHERE THRASHIN’ LET’S ROLL!
For the umpteenth time like my mama used to say, I am not going to repeat this ad infinitum
It’s a One and done thing this time, maybe a final entry of a ghost in this machine gun doom
Neither my mother’s nor my father’s obligation to be responsible for our Free Will’s pablum
Once the fertilized egg comes up for air, being underground and out of sight, in a dark womb.
Begging not to come out of the darkness without any attention paid to the crybaby protesters
Children of the unwed mothers and absentee fathers, crashin’ into the walls of News Busters
Shut down to shut them up, no possibility of coming together in unruly unemployed kids’ Ids
No school, bankruptcy of the whole shebang, investors stock & Dow Jones’ random COV19s.
Broken chords and melodies blaring out of the Bose 901’s for the ilk and the cow’s milk, Girls
Without them, the species takes a nose dive into extinction, if we cannot persuade the swirls
Of the world, in the dirt, the air, the water, we all must eat and drink it to live, We are the one
Nothing else matters other than food and distance from the dumps, ghost towns workin’, son.
Ghostly and ghastly heads are dead but the electrons fired up the synapses & move Unmoved
It is what it is independent of your opine, your dreamscape illusion of Reality, perceived dead
Preachers reminding the high priests & ministers of the spiritual souls of a #BlackHole creep
Maelstrom of ghosts ends up quiet and at One, bite me, eat me, BBQ the lamb chops’ sheeple.
Once or twice, it may or may not become a focus of your attention forever but once or twice
So, anyway, it’s a stall to fill in the dead air with no Words or Musical noise comin’ to slice
Up and down, in and out ad infinitum, searchin’ the planet from core to stratosphere space
Utterance of the simple minded philosophy, the present result of star matter evolution, Face.
Nothing else matters, it’s all covered naked ape-like 208 bones of evolved DNA drinkin’ beer
Unleashed on the petri dish, laser-washed and completely devoid of killer RNA in prison cells
Ultraviolet and infrared wavelengths & frequencies very Few can hear, a #Wordup Everclear
How does we all get over it? A date-rape fate of a UFO encounter, my ghostwritten hell-bells.
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Friday, May 15th, 2020 Anno Domini @ 9:11 AM PST
*HAPPY 38th year anniversary my little darlin’ Carol Ann Stephan covered in satin & silk! x’s & o’s #CAS.
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.??
