SIXTEEN TIMES, SAME TIME, SAME PLACE, SAME OLD DREAM WITHIN
I'm canine, same as a Goofy piece of sherbert pie, orange, lime, rasberry one
That night or some night down the road where I may or may not have any fun
Once again, darkness turns into sunlight and the dust that ghosts love to blow
Unbearable persuadables with wet dreams, not begun yet, @Twitter shadow.
Special operations of special men and women who protect the throne of US
Everyone on Earth on every continent no matter which mother bore the pain
All are part the One, the gold and water of Earth just the best of the Big Bang
Only you and I know what it's like when you're finally in and out of the Gang.
Sisters and brothers from other mothers are my kin, we see the Ends all good
Reclining your seatback when you sit in the Economy Class is smacking gods
Right in one's face when you're reading a pulitzer prize novel, hot fire blazin'
It's all going to be gone out of our eyesight, earshot, odorless smell, no taste.
Maybe or maybe not today before midnight, certainly someday before twelve
I'll wonder what I've always wondered, what the hell is going on here, top shelf
Smoked and drank as much of the dead matter as I could while under a spell
Witches formed my thoughts, turned lazy and industrial as a fool, horny hell.
Kidding or not, serious or not, bottom line, come from any place in Time & die
Of men and the vermin who crawl about awaiting the refused leaves on high
A smoke to carry the mind from the displaced and ignored into deeper space
Where the atoms split into the bleakness of zero, imagine, soundproof grace.
On the nature of the beasty boys who rock their brass monkeys, a right leg up
In brooks of Brooklyn and the seas of Seattle, awakened lookers, cafe in a cup
By the way & by the corporations who fill the fuel tanks and gas lines of dams
Around the ellipse, spinning, revolving, wobbling, that's life man, at 11:11 AM.
Stomped on dreams but they were all mine, never anyone elses, clear karma
Up and out, over and down, I'm still here in the racing mode, coolin' it outcast
No stoppin' my wheelchair or usin' my crutches for five minutes, so tired fast
When I fly from these bones & muscles that kept God up for a Time, oh mama!
Blacker cows have never been seen, it's genetic collusion of existence/extinction
Out of our hands but were armed and dangerous, hand to hand combat beatin'
No sharp or pointed metal nor wood nor stone, a bull's eye sharpshot, a thought
To drop or run out of the fear the others feel when they've shared, gods fought.
Trouble fishing and hunting to kill the living to eat them when they're dead too
To live the living must eat cold dead, hot forms & sweet tastes good-bad, food
It's the fuel to animate our forms to remain alive both day and night, taste God
That is It, we are eating the divinity, drinking the creation, some goofy sherbert.
Signals of the smoke in this experience, rising up into the stratosphere of Dirt
Earthbound as the magnets will not allow the spiritual left into the cosmic soup
It is always there just beyond reach of consciousness, a twlight zone behind it
In your dreams' wildest spins, you won't believe what's happenin' in the Loop.
Around in circles, jumpin' on engines movin' faster than Supraman, here & gone
Flat on my face for a moment in Time, above or beyond the muck and mire bone
All I had from the DNA my ma & pa downloaded was sixteen candles, then I died
Atomic emigration from an accidental Big Bang, U.S. Seal teamVI rollin', let's ride!
by
r j j stephan, i
c. BLOVEMBER IVth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 1212 PMPST Vendredi Eve
{ Drafted while jammin' to @JohnLeeHooker #IHatedTheDayIWasBorn @ https://youtu.be/wjD5wn1YnsQ & @PacificGasAndElectricBand #AreYouReady link @ https://youtu.be/5MR1LBEJ-ok & #TheLastDayOfDinosaurs link @ https://youtu.be/UChQHrjefVU }
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