#SuckTheSauceOffTheSpoon #InjectTheVenom #SPACE #EUROPA

 

CERTAINTY PRINCIPLE OF A SKELETON'S KEY, 'TO BE OR NOT TO BE'
Bringin' bacon home from a slaughter so I can propose & publish my poetry on an on-line design
Trust the apes hiding out of sight to do their business but when you gotta go, chit like the bricks
Or behind the 2 x 4's where plumbers fear to go, bums and junkies love to go, all goin' downhill
Not just the sight making the eyes sore with the orange, blue and grey canvas tent cities of Ur.

Any city in America was never like this except for #SkidRoad, that was an anomaly, now new
Normal as the air flows for free will and the intent to get things done, efficiency expert 1-crew
No orders to be followed from dusk to dawn & vice versa if you got a day off man, I got your six
Radio and youtube will save your inner self from the under the sun belt, a virgin or mother of 6.

Son of the bitches are the dogs of was that train, fight and either die or return with shell shock
Loud noise or fear of being killed and tortured by people in whose country I was invading, rock
Crying a river of shame and letting the tears roll down my cheeks, soaking by shyt out of Time
Space an abstraction from Time's warped consciousness exercise in futility, no resistance I am.

It's cold out on a limb with only one holy hole to keep me safe from being broken into, Sing Sing
Apes will figure out how to slip it off without the key, it will slide off when the lock-heart breaks
It won't take long since that's the nature of the heart to beat in 4:20 time until the bitter ending
Home alone, house is dark, music's on & coffee's waiting, a slipshot in slipstream's 10,000 lakes.

I am sorry I didn't know before I found out, I could have and I should have but I didn't give it up
It was a ghost, one of the dirty dozen for a dime and without a spot of green tea in a Dixie cup
Cheering for the winning ends is normal, losers want to get mad and break glass, don't ever stop
On cherry pie and strawberry wine, I need the whipped cream first, cherry & crushed nuts atop.

Group of one and the one horse I rode in on, only thing alive I see, a shakin' martini vermouth
Or is it vice versa?  Good question with no good answer, I want to be alive with a sacred cow
Men, women, humans of every continent have a blind faith commitment to forget about Truth
Complicated that Earth is alone in the universe, there's no evidence of life, except here & now.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Mercredi, July 21st, 2021 Anno Domini @ 4:11 PMPST
{ Behave yourself, Respect yourself ...drafted while jammin' to #EuropaReport link @https://youtu.be/MLBxd2xxnZ4 & #HeisenbergUncertaintyPrinciple link @ https://youtu.be/TQKELOE9eY4 }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?

@CarlosSANTANA @EricChurch #ProductionOfNothingYieldsNothingAtAllEtAl #DOUBLEshotsDoublebarrel @EricChurch & @JackDaniels #JoDeeMessina @MorganWallen

#SHOTS?

CARAVAN INFINITY'S DESTINATION, MIDDLE OF NOWHERE'S GODS OF THE VOID
Looking outside of your body's bones and your neighbors' caves & encampments of a junky
Where the junk is actually manufactured and allowed by the powers that be you, that be me
Monkeys should not be allowed to govern the apedom yet here we are, a product of shines
Monks are close to the monkeys and with or without them, we'll live and die by signal signs.

Been up and down the road with the tents and lean-to V's where the homeless slept & shat
Before the flood of the railroad tracks, the fire department snorkled it all down for backhoes
Then there was light along the watchtower again, no more rats and roaches to crawl out/in
But where they went as they scattered away with bags & backpacks full of mementos of sin.

The mortal and the venial and the original allow nobody any gracious indulgence to be free
No liberty for the citizens of any twenty first set of a hundred years after God got killed, see
Easy as hell to find & then believe & then know the Truth about the nature of all COVid shots
All too human, a woman makes more incubate and become what you see, it's what you gots!

In this left over industrial disease history of civilization, opened wide waiting for the force feed
Milk and water, pablum of grain and fruit to open the way to a Jackpot of pleasure & pain seed
All you get for the trip you've undertaken from one conception through Deception's divine form
Ending bitter yet inevitable, you may have been deceived for decades but it ends, it don't matter.

Stay with me here and now, the cosmos is empty without all of us, teach the children to be aware
Of mice & humans, Nothingness runs the holes & the holy, it's an ancient game of love over here
In the middle of nowhere, misfortune are after effects of this accidental purpose, to live & let go
After last breaths of LIFE suck into our lungs, last gasp, eyes bulge, lips agape, #GoWithTheFlow!

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  July 21st, 2021 Anno Domini @ 4:44 AMPST

  ( #HappyFortySeven #47 @JimiBSteppin #2son, OM 7/21/1974 }
{ Drafted on James' 47th birthday, today in 1974, I was fighting for your freedom in South Korea for a year in the Air Force so you could be born & raised in #CHICAGO KINship & while listenin' to @CarlosSantana #Caravanserai on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/QS67o4npBuE }
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?

#HadThisCakeAndAteItToo

<3

#GritTruth #GrafterOnTheGrift

PILES OF RAT'S ROCKS ON TRIAL, A ROACH'S GUILTY PLEASURES
Treating the streets' tricks like they're normal & consequential, as if
They really are abnormal & inconsequential, yeah, you get the drift
Snorting your inferior nasal conchae down deep in both of lungs' pits
Nothing left like the moment of one's last breath, a moron's idiot fits.

There's an agreement between the twins, it's a sacred star birth thing
Where the Earth was in it's orbit 'round the sun, it's cosmic orientation
Inside and outside of Earth's atmosphere, there's nothing at all, it's a sin
That you were taught to believe, blindly that the Truth was known by kin.

When they knew nothing, I asked them & they told me, nothing's no thing
I continued with questions until there was nothing left but eyes blank look
Like somebody's brain cut the power off and there was a rattle and a sting
From love, birds & bees, it was all One #1 hit, 1/2 timed concerto, I shook.

I stuck the matter where the sun didn't shine, black hole-like, lost forever
Then the energy burst into an atomic fission and fusion of Ammonia & acid
Like being on Venus, Mercury or Saturnal moon, no need for more for play
Exit mamas & papas, female ovaries atrophied, cemetery buried the DNA.

You know it isn't going to last more than a hundred years, life's too short
Yet, it's better than never being alive at all, it's a trip you've got to admit
No other way to express this trip, you end up alone at the end, it's all over
Before you blow your mind, take a CBD chill gummi & blow a blunt lover.

According to the movies, there's ending and then there's original tragedy
Brought into the world in ignorance and naivety, a complete, utter comedy
Self-imposed and at the mercy of the powers imagined to be beyond limits
Of rats & roaches all rockin' the dirt, a guilty pleasure of human trash pits.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Mardi, July XXth, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 5:00 somewhere
{  Drafted while listenin' to @CamilaCabello #Havana ft. @YoungThug on youTube link @ https://t.co/5QDl9g4eTE?amp=1 }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?