#OneShortOfATwelvePack #TheHotColdOnes @Eric_Church

 
1ST TIME & LAST TIME, H2O WAS THE COLD ONE, A CREEPIN' IN THE CLUTCH
Long necks don't do any good unless you got all twelve in the pack, last one high and bone dry
Sweet and sour from the origin to the destination, on the way it was distracting, aw, oh my my
Now and then you gotta wonder, just what in the hell was I thinkin' when I took that long leap
Out into the empty abyss where angels fear to fly and go to their ending, the finish line heap.

Pity and sorrow filling up my ice tray that has nothin' but melted sewer water, grey, solid dead
Turning into the black hole of the sun I suspect, this isn't a dream as I first believed, I'm blinded
By darkness in the Void and everything else that's burning in a bon fire of fizzled ash and cumen
Communist or Republican, everybody is gonna die when it's time, you, me & the other apemen.

In the recycled water in the fountain of dreamland, I am now #Woke and awaiting a finale gasp
Promised to all from the conception of life's invisible egg into life as we believe it to be, an asp
Snake created #sin from a temptation of auntie Eve, hence uncle Adam hit it & dropped a dime
Down the pit without a bottom, where the pendulum swings to and fro, close to your bloodline.

Thoughts and the invisible mental problems come to a head, this is the Black Hole, you are here
In it and cannot get out of it, it's the matrix, home sweet home of Homer & Marge Simpson beer
Drunk on the hops that grew out of the dirt and sunlit seeds lookin' for the space without a trace
An entire pantheon of microscopic and macroscopic DNA & the other 99.9% of Nothing but haze.

Words to swear and cuss by, mean nothing to anyone from the moon on out to the Ends of Time
Sounds to be heard by the evolution of Time & Space's static noise of the empty, Godhead rhyme
Roses, worms, goddesses & prison inmates guilty of venial sin, one & done, masked-up Extinction
Without us, 7 continents remain, Earth wobbles & loses life, H2O's tons of fun in a black hole sun!

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Friday, 2-19-2021 @ 4:44 AMPST
{ Squealed out of my hypothalamus this AM while listenin' to @EricChurch #ColdOne on youTube ad infinitum link @ https://youtu.be/BKvE-WoooLE }
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W.W.A.R.D.?

#SubwaysAndElevatedTrains #Spirit1969 #DeadOnArrival #HotelCalifornia

A KNIGHT'S TRAIN OF ENDS, BARE, NAKED SOULS, VENUS BLEW MY MIND
Shoes are out of the plastic, rubber and leather, alcohol of Earth kills the pain every night
Boots made to protect toes and foot bones all the way up the shin, to bend in a good fight
Counted out the cash and had the kitty on the table, rats snitched no more, prison slimed
Comin' out to hear the music that you can't sit still to, gotta dance around 'til kissin' time.

Without the half of the species that incubates the genes' DNA, it's time for mass extinction
Comin' out of the holy holes, the caves with the writing on the dirty walls, ink tainted Sin
Blood goes in and out of the life and death of the Earth Thing, came out of Big Bang songs
Lent out the possessions for the intent to accumulate mortal immortality, hits on the bongs.

It's all about this, my father and mother left it to me to devise a strategy for dealing Gaga hags
Gist of the energy is the matter, it's a blown out star stacked thoughts and ideas in sperm bags
No disrespect to gametes of xy chromosomes, the Snitch's version smokes up evolution, Ends
Murder or just a natural machine shutdown due to being all worn out of will to original sins.

Awakened because the Earth spun out of the darkness and into the starlight, burnt for Good
Not only am I thinking but also I am blessed to be alive and typing in living Word for my food
Within or without the swimming pool in my yard, at least I live in paradise twistin' for a shout
What I am and what she is is All that It is, spent the system's robbery of my soul, hiding It out.

This is a stick up, drop your weapons, knives and guns, if you've got any belt degree, stand down
I shall download the data when the Ends become the Present, it's a shutdown of the seeds sewn
All addicted to the everlasting condition of being in the right place at the wrong time, it's a thing
Monkeys, apes, humans, cro-magnon or neanderthal create difference, One created for the king!

Rural pathways to heaven & hell, high achievers of the Lake's streets, Richie Rich's dirty Oak Park
Shackled up #SuperBee, dual-quad 440 magnum scared your ma and pa, wrecked it in black dark
In or out of the front or back seat, #BareNakedLadies, ecstatic a time or two, Lord's daily moans
Found Jesus, I thank Mary and my Ma & Pa for this life, headlights out, #HellNo I'm crossbones!
 

by
r j j  stephan, i

c.  Jeudi, February 18th, 2021 Anno Domini

{  <3 High Achievers <3 & <3 Hopeless Degenerate DNA <3  drafted while rockin' like a jukebox ... PLAYIN' 8 BALL & LOOKIN' AT NICE RACKS!  @Brooks_Dunn #HonkyTonkStomp & HITS LINK @ https://youtu.be/LXhZo682W_c & @BareNakedLadies #HITS @ https://youtu.be/dCrJ3_xwnkA}

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W.W.A.R.D.?

#ProofPositiveOfNegatives #KneeJerksRuleTheWorld #rushDEAD70 #BukowskiListens

IN THE WORLD IS WHERE IT'S ALL AT, THERE'S NOTHING OUTSIDE THIS HERE PLANET *

Apemen and apewomen mated and became the humans of 2020 A.D., this is the way, be nice
Dice got rolled every time rolled sixes and nines, never snake eyes, not even once, OK'd twice
But I was distracted by the perfume in the room, a small back cubby hole under stank & fur
Mothers and fathers wouldn't let their children roam around in there, but there they were.

Punks and the bartenders ruled the roosters' roost, you can bet your bottom silver dollars
Throwing back the shots until my elbow wouldn't work any more, I loved the battle scars
Find the heavy duty and the light weight idiots and throw them into the menudo of lava
They'll all turn into the rock as they roll down from the blown holes, seeping black kava.

I don't know anything about what you know but I do know one thing, you are One or two
Either way split into a million pieces is the future of anything named matter, college learned
Pyramids and the holy burial ground where burned bones lie undisturbed by quaking Earth
Mothers and fathers need medical attention, here is all they'll get, six feet down or burned.

Here's the pressure that you're under, you're gonna die today or someday in the future, I say
You say that you're immortal because your soul lives after your heart & mind seize, a flombet
Marketing to the consumers, all is eaten and recycled for the left over and subordinate 'bot
I came, I saw & I conquered what ever will be recalled by anyone anywhere, rolled bones bet.

You are welcome and I thank you for the many and the last one I see before I die is the real me
Who I am and what I am is not what you want to be, not who you want to be, I'm in charge see?
Final test for your grade is going to be an essay on why you think you're on the planet for, Jack?
A model and the absence of all things that have atoms are the identical, imaginary brig a' bract.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Mercredi, February 17th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 1:11 PMPST  #RushHourAllDayLOng #RIPrush
( RIP @RushLimbaughEIB          S I L E N C E  #RollTheDice
* https://youtu.be/awGN5NApDy4   2 kinkLinks #RUSHmysterySolved  #RollTheDice @CharlesBukowski @ https://youtu.be/36CYMdFmDeQ }
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