HERE, THERE & EVERYWHERE, SCHIST FOR BRAINS
Behind the closed doors, they only
lock from the inside, nobody has the key
It’s so fine Richie, come on man,
you’re the untouchable sacrosanct golden E
A Rich – E sometimes the goin’ gets
tough and you just hang in & hang out too
Setbacks come and go for the grease
to slip the depository into the black hole.
I’m not here & now to learn the
Truth nor to tell the Truth about this & that
Meantime, let me say this about all
of that, schist’s not all it’s cracked up to be
I made out with the lips of chicks
all of my life, they open and close at my will
Cherry or sweet lemonade from the
spores of mankind, I eat what I want to kill.
You know nothing I don’t know, I know
nothing & still sometimes I cry like hell
Sat down, laid down, I got down every
day in the morning on to the night bell
Faked the care for the emptiness, the
space between me and the outer limit box
Of and by the twilight zones of a
#Schist, so metamorphic of a soft, hard rocks.
Yeah, straight jacketed when I was on
the middle path of the only way to hit it
Daylight’s and nightfall’s reign
began before I arrived, still goin’ on, I’m all gone
Live, die, cry, ad infinitum,
irrational and unreasonable, divine gods of brains
Too much and too little too fast and
too slow, at One is The Way, God’s pains.
Miracle that you comprehend the Word,
it was made into DNA flesh to orbit
In circles, ellipticals and #Woke
dreamers who stay in deep sleep’s snow teat
Cannot get weaned off of the thing
itself, as if even the mother of god almighty
Heard and seen no more, barely a
scent or a taste, gonna expire in uncertainty.
A principle that cannot be cancelled,
eat humble pie and sit down to weep, cry
I can’t stop It or you all from being
the one who reincarnates to payback karma
Inside of the whores and pimps on the
boulevards and avenues, there’s no lie
Fetched from the lake or down by the
river, water comes in and out of my #pi.
It’s always 3.14 and it never, ever
changes in addition, subtraction or division
Yet I multiply any number by my
infinite zero, that equals the zero of deeply
Originally, venial it is not, neither
the Word made flesh nor the Stith of Harry
As the dream ends & the conscious
mind awakens, dawn god-gold, cashin’ in.
Time, now or then in Space here or
there, it’s almighty and cosmic, Live Dead
Played on the stage or backstage,
it’s one and the same, freedom to be said
Words up and down the lanes of
bowling and fast freeway ones, street blood
Flowed from prehistoric days of the
saber tooth & goliath’s mammoth ‘hood.
Planet used to be totally underwater,
the H2O is fried out into deep space now
Now to take all of the water away,
besides extinction, Earth’s shape is potato
Once, twice or thrice I see what I
see and you go for it too, before I can-do it
It’s already out of sight, all gone
as it was never there in the first place, egad.
Punks and units of the orphanage who
were the spawn of the rotten eggs’ ilk
Left the poor woman to work out the
romance, karma will return one just God
My father is unknown, mom’s is
already gone, leftovers cool, my 396cc hotrod
Cherry red preferred, it costs a
penny more than the white, worth it, Mu’s silk.
Certainty principle that cherry bombs
and m-80’s will blow your ears into ringin’
Chimes to last forever until you die,
from the 22nd to the 72nd 50 years of singin’
Laughin’ with our friends, yours and
mine, because we knew it was all too soon
No reason or rhyme to the feeling of
the end of the female’s holy place room.
Fighting for the next day’s good
feelings, avoiding the unpleasant pain of light
Trips and falls from the nativity to
the crucifixion of the creator of ESP eyesight
Chunks of Time passed very quickly,
chess match in dire straits of being in mate
Shock & awe & you know why,
heart pumpin’ me home, accidental blind date.
I’m smiling inside, my face is blank
as a big, bug-eyed alien from another mother
Foolish wisemen and smart idiots
rulin’ they’re hearts and souls with fire father
Burned into smoke and signals for the
distant warriors to see and immerse into
Pedigree of apes without half animal
essence, pure alien extraterrestrial blow.
Wind, leftover motion of the ocean of
fish and dead bones of the great ones
Pirates and groovin’ in the laws
abiding upon the seas and continental reefs
All One and the same, orphan or
well-bred, in limbo’s mortal mass of gas
Pretending that you know more than I,
it means you’re pumpin’ me sparse.
Reason and this rhyme’s all that I’ve
got in my prevue, under my controller
Papa, I’ve got this remote with an
infinite battery source, a TESLA juice troller
Wizards and witches did their living
evil best, I ran into the sticks, I’m preachin’
Visible or not, never in one place
more than a speck of suspended animation.
By
r j j
Stephan, i
c.
Freezember XIth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 1111 AMPST
{Metamorphic rockin’ this #JackedUpJazz,
Jacked out of this here & that there, #AllJackedUP while jammin’ to @GretchenWilson
https://youtu.be/D0wAQNzK0Ow }
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