OUT OF NOWHERE AT ALL
Now and then you’ll feel the pain and suffering that return after the guilty 6 pack pleasures
Grim Reaper and the Ghouls all hopin’ for the worst, tryin’ to keep us out the Eden Garden
No actual experience can substitute for the eternal memory to recollect the tears for fears
From the alpha males to the omega females, loud noises from the music and party beers.
Stood up by the chicks, stalked by the chicks, found out a long time ago what it was about
Just pairing for the genome, a little masquerade for the good and bad actors, see no evil
All about the beat of the drums and rhythm of the brass and strings, melody to die for too
Stay alive if you can although it’s all out of your hands, it’s destiny in the red, white & blue,
Bringing you down to the place where nobody can get to without me, you’ll be safe & sound
No reason to end a life or steal your heart and soul, no rational argumenta square or round
Here and now, please and thank you in advance, I’ve got a point but I used it too much now
I had to get it all down before my last huff & puff of breath, I’m 74 & ain’t goin’ back to blow.
No boy and no girl could ever bring me around to obedient friendships, hook, line or sinker
Hence, alone as it ought to be for one who doesn’t want to alter One’s timing to reoccur
As if it makes any difference at all, you’ve gotta act on the solutions of the matter & forms
All about the x’s & o’s and the formulae for success in the middle of red dirt and worms.
Beating the proverbial dead dogs until they begin to bark once again, that never happens
In the end, the finale curtain comes down and it’s all over for the thermonuclear weapons
Whiskey and wine flowing inside the veins, doin’ just fine until I pass out to the light beers
Sliding on the strings, thumping on the ‘four’ alphas to omega, volume of gods amperes.
Debt and death will kill all of us who are all too human, male, female, teen to an elder one
Everybody must leave if they’ve come, know that even ones not here yet won’t be sooner
Than later but it will be what happens, mortality is existence, before, during and ever after
Burnt ashes or formaldehyde drunk, no corpse will rot in a dirty grave, spirit & a grace pun.
Living right with my pants on so tight, well that’s another story, it’s safe in this chain gang
Lookin’ around and around 360 degrees from a place in Space I’m at, been here, don’t that
Drop the pedal and go down or up the freeway in a Cadillac or a Lincoln, it’s a drop top too
Pink & black leather you can get a whiff for a flash, giving a hoot is what it took to get blue.
Take the sheet off your face and respect yourself, stand up for your principles, love we must
Each and every friend, every human in and out of prisons, think they’ll steal your gold dust
They will and the they’ll lose it on the way to the store, no mindset, brainless & moronic fool
Inherited from random recombinant DNA without intent to become injected, all screw tool.
Participles and deponents I use in my prepositions and interjections of conjunctions I got
All mirror the record of my subconscious deposition of mind stuff trapped within since a tot
Listened to the big people, they told me to study their thoughts and words, I did, then what?
Right to the top of the heap of soul men who tried to tell the Truth to the downtrodden scat.
Rivers flowed from mountain tops of snow as it melted & got the moves of inertia & destiny
All the way to the end of high ground, continental shelves of dead star stuff, man-sand free
Face-off, tip-off, play ball, kick-off whatever floats your boat, if you need a little lovin’ call
On me or someone else to hug you at home, call me on the telephone, dial 634-5789 to fall.
Love takes it to the ends of good times, when it’s over, you’re either dead or she’s all gone
Scat happens to humans just like the rest of creation’s creatures, no special naked apes
Have a rip-roaring good time while you can, just don’t, you’ll never do it, pound sand screw
Go out to the club downtown and do the shotgun, no reason to rob the ones who’ll cut you.
Broken but repaired like brand new, more powerful than before this moment of soft rock
Hard rocks come first & then become high frequency, low wavelength psycho-sicko stock
Round or just an open angle of lines, perpendicular to the underground of being, that is Id
What it means, blind faith is a tool to avoid psychosis, my dad told me too, I am, The Kid!
r j j stephan, i
c. Vendredi, X-XXIV-MMXXV Anno Domini 333 PMPST
{ Drafted while jammin’ to #TittiesBeer on a loop link @ youTube @ https://youtu.be/txjrVXONBVE }
{ Drafted while jammin’ to #TittiesBeer on a loop link @ youTube @ https://youtu.be/txjrVXONBVE }
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