#FairGame #NothingIsFair #Shots? #Tequilla

I WILL BEND KNEE TO NOBODY, NOT EVEN YOU

Tap dancing on your grave because you said you’d like to die
Not go to hell but to heaven where all the saints like Pat do
Higher than the buildings can reach, near the stratosphere tip
Light & brighter, the whole shebang is less than a poker chip.

On the infinite table of contents where demigods knock my boots
Listing it all A to Z, every language in the tower of nuts & fruits
It’s innocence & climax in concert, a whiff of success in holy hell
The grail is in the tabernacle of empty cause and effect, oh rebel.

Tickle both of our fancies, stirring stiffening skin & broke bones
Full of the polar opposites when the tank is running on empty tones
Shots in the back & down the hatch, either way it’s a setup score
Getting revenge for the wrong done, recoil the stolen secret door.

Mummy in a tomb or yo’ mama in her grave, preserved forever too
Until the end of the world, as we know it, me & you, y’all are blue
Beds made, pillows fluffed for the baked head under the pale moon
Candle is burnin’ out slow, window open, breeze flowin’ to us soon.

Last call of the wild at 2 AM, fishin’ in the dark was a fair idea
Town of the immaculate conception only a back seat of a Chevy, duh
Hearts need fallin’ & boots needed knockin’ a cowgirl’s royal blue
Original sin wasn’t really anything more than a nut, cracked crew.

Birds stalked and killed by the cats that prowl for no chance prey
Height above & below the marks of me & zorro, 4 quarters for pay
Dribble, pass, shoot, rebound, fast break, behind the back & a dunk
That’s the way of the narrow B-ball gym, dishin’ as is, a dope funk.

 
I’ll slam the door shut, if need be, I don’t need to be told to rule
I have got telepathic tendencies & for some reason ain’t no fool
I could have been but Theresa & Al decided accidents happen too
Fault of nobody that genii are born on a ghetto dead-end street.

Debunk the fake love, blind faith & ridiculous hope, anti-disasters
Know the present presence, it’s what you’ve got for certain, hers
Or either, neither & nor the spell from the tower of Babel get said
Conflate the area & confuse the genius, get orgasmic, y’all dead.

Ice & whiskey is all that’s left in my glass, it never empties, ever
My glass is at least ½ full but never ½ empty, it’s not a joke man
I wouldn’t kid you about serious things like that, drinkin’ forever
On St. Patrick’s Day, we had fun, we think, I can’t recall, human!
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Lundi, March 18, 2024 A.D. @ 911 PMPST
{ Now then, here we go again, #KnockinBoots @luke_bryan link @ https://youtu.be/4WWkBC4MVz0?si=sDIOqFm6XtBCq2DJ }

F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?

#TimingIsEverything #TheresNothingButTImeInSpace #XCASH #LostInSpace #BeStrappedTNTCracker

STRAPPED & UNDERNEATH THE ROOF

Dreaming isn’t allowed in the system of ups and downs you know, I’m all
It’s the way of sayin’ I don’t know what to say now, just have a drink on me
Hip to the situation goin’ down in the middle of nowhere, where I live it
Up & down to the In and Out, double-double, animal style, special sauce fit.

In the end, to be or not to be is just like you know, I put my love into you
As if it could be allowed to split a zygote for the benefit of humanity’s god
Tribute bands just a lot better than the original, an act of needing to be hot
Plugged into electricity of the walls’ amplifiers & mufflers to be gunshot.

Pills work until they don’t, they'll kill you either before or after your times
Nothing personal, it’s just when Hell’s bells ring, reaper comes callin’ names
Fill in the blanks with the fodder of fathers & mothers, sisters, my brothers
White lightening bolting in my head, thunder got me deaf & dumb rhymes.

Evil runs deep down to the core of Earth, deeper than Hell’s bongs und bells
Boredom getttin’ pulled from your fighting fists of fury, knuckle down balls
Hits and the misfits that the puzzle allows within the borders & culture cuts
No knife or gun, just a lethal touch that blows the socks off ‘ifs’ &/or ‘buts.’

Playing the game before the rules were written, I wrote ‘em down on a crib
A cheat-cheat for the million girls in the crowd, under spotlights with no fib
Liquor liquid gas puttin’ the fuel in TNT, 3rd world goin’ to battle at last
For the end of the world is required by cosmic slop soup, goin’ down fast.

Being nothing works for the place you go when you die, I ain’t kiddin’ man
Rhythm & blues comin’ from deep down in the river valley, it’s big, muddy
Mothers all knew it, fathers hoped it wasn’t true, no birth control evermore
Extinct species are all the same, event is a surprise, last gasp of gas, sure.

Living & loving the worst of us because that’s the best of us, whole shebang
Moving inside your nervous bones that keep it all together, away from fang
Teeth can’t stay away from the bite & chew of the sweet meat, BBQ me too
Solidly liquid, immaterial dark matter & fused atoms ready to fizz UV blue.

Biopsy of your Cancer, Virgo in a cusp of Leo and Gemini near Sagittarius
In every case, all of the above is identical to none of the above or below us
Cameo & the final curtain of the last act coincided with the dotted red lines
On a script, at rehearsal and now on opening night, the Act One just pines.

There will be no encore and since the last act is the end of the play, its caput
All sad stories begin & end, it’s the nature of the thing itself & all one form
From subatomic nuclear matter up to the macro matter of combustion soot
Everything’s the same as it’s been since the Big Bang, Form’s cosmic Worm.

More or less than this & that, the whole shebang passes yo Mama, Lollipop
To the end of the Earth, at the end of the work that’s finally been done gone
Exercising the spirit that moves in and out of whiskey bottles dry as a bone
The Truth can only be false if it’s NOT the Truth but a fictional lie, full stop.

Hopping around before the Spring Equinox and the place in Space I occupy
Bad, good or ugly all comes with the territory I’ve gleaned out the petri dish
Bacteria and viral reproduction of DNA that evolved out of the Big Muddy
Old soul “Giving Up’ a day after two feet died under two legs, made a wish.

Used until fizzed out by the lack of air in a dark room, developing negativity
Chemicals & infrared will metastasize the central nervous system’s hot key
Conclusions from propositional logic premises is al the voodoo mother left
On a border wall with a bag lunch, sammich, apple & chips, I’m super deft.

Hot inside, cold outside contained within absolute zero & negative infinities
Here’s the whole set of systemic racism, ain’t my brother, sister or mother
Just an iron lung and an empty womb to intersect a junction of malfunction
Misty with acid tears comin’ out black eyes I dotted in a fight about father.

I have a mortal sin with no punishment due, I created life that never existed
Sons and daughters makin’ dreams come true or not, spiders & snakes dead
Happy without getting everything under the sun in my dead coffin of bones
It was all about singing loud, amplified & all mikes are turned up, my sons.

Bites inside of your mouth, behind your face, under your brain’s mind
Error never hurts, just get it corrected & it’s fine & dandy, you’ll find
Walking all over you & everything else I can get my two feet upon, sell
Buy it low, destroy it all in the incinerator, bells ringin’ in a holier Hell.

Caves and crevices are common, that’s where I met her, in the garden
You know the one you’ve heard about a million years ago, now & then
Hurts or feels good depending on your attitude in altitude, too human
Wanting to live forever, you can’t, avoid death, you can’t be a woman.

Simple, got premises & conclusions, soul stripper did the job, a heart zip
Mary never cared, she just wanted to tear me apart, square had to be hip
Come to Jesus moment amigos & amigas, yo’ soul’s been stripped of gods
Count backward from one hundred to One, race my @Fuckion hotrods!

Upper downtown, go to Hades with the rest of the good life that’s all dead
Everybody will die someday, fact not fiction, you, your pets & your family
Nothing weasels out alive, it’s all just a little bit funky once it’s done & said
Strapped on a roof, left in a scorching void, a dead-dark gravity-grave bed.

by
r j j stephan, i
c. Dimanche, March 17, 2024 @ 845 PMPST

#TimingIsEverything

{ Drafted while listenin’ to @TraceAdkins on the mighty youTube link @ https://www.youtube.com/live/TFB1jpWV44w?si=jfZuVVDswspDnVtu }

F I N I S
WWARD

#PossibleProbability #Unleashed #SuperHumanMind #OnOff

NOTHING MORE, NOTHING LESS, ghosts ARE CLASSIFIED

Simple mind used from infancy to crypt, created mirages that disappear in thin air
One moment after you fall asleep or get knocked out from a fist, a gun or injection
Cold on the dark side of everything alive and kicking around dust, don’t even care
A day before I was conceived from out of nowhere, surprised the pair’s hot affair.

Pregnant in July, baby stillborn in August & up past the Pearly Gates by midnight
Spelled the words with pieces of wood & sticky glue, construction paper-cut fate
You will live and die in a New York Minute or you’ll remain alive forever after birth
Just a human but not too human, certainly not divine yet the finale of a blind date.

Honeybee finds the pollen to mutate into the comb, I sip the product in my G-tea
Sho’ ‘nough, been thinkin’ about you & me getting’ strong & steady, did I say that
Right on the money, it’s sweet sugar comin’ my way, smilin’ & sailin’ so far away
All the way to the ending before it’s time, just to see the Ending, scared the scat.

Bears, lions, alligators & birds of every feather came to creation by accident too
Random DNA recombination and environmental adaption got this whole shebang
Hands on and a foot or two long, the wings I’m flyin’ in won’t keep me light blue
Shade trees are all I’m lookin’ for & there’s one right there, my bell’s getting’ rang.

Bluffing about the facts that display life, pretending that their the Facts of Life too
We’re all gonna die by milking, disease or matricide, all anti-factoid, my God son
Shade tree I slept beneath dropped a honeybee hive onto my back, got it all stung
Hurt like losing love the first time you hear your honey got whacked, in cow dung.

This mirage of seven degrees of continental separation is an eternal recurrence
Over & over, around & around, wobble & flip, never reverse common nonsense
I could have said that I loved you, but I didn’t then, I’d have been lyin’, I never do
Now is a different story, I’ll love you forever even if you skip lovin’ me like a fool.

Dominate the subordinates out of necessity, never desire or want to tip the scale
Balances even ‘steven’ when I drop a dime, cosmic dust no matter what, call me
Maybe I am scum created from one first & one second, I’m the third shootin’ fifths
Lines are finite, silence remains my power to direct booty calls upon the third rail.

 
Defy the First Cause of the mud, blood & beer and you’ll find a silver bullet band
You didn’t know your initials were on the lead, it had to be, drawin’ out my hand
Heartland to the coasts of the seven masses left over from the Great Flooded Sea
Imagine all 7 dirts, flooded with H2O from nectar flowing out my muddy go-daddy.

Sunny day and rainy night, ad infinitum, as above so it goes below, it’s a mystery
Why we don’t know & won’t know until the ending of each of our master revelries
Rest up, you’ll need it for the fight to the death, it blows above & below DNA cells
I kicked myself in the teeth, several have become my fallen black & white angels.

Mama and papa honeysuckled what they could, educated, practiced to perfection
All existence wins when the Time is paid in the right Space, paid in full for the sin
Treasured caramel-apple of wisdom, ergo, you know that an owl’s the best groom
Come to blows or get cold-cocked off the bat, dead or alive, life is a bomb, Boom!

by
r j j stephan, i
c. Samedhi, 3-16-2024 AD @ 1111 AMPST

{ Drafted while jammin’ to #Honeybee on youTube in a loop by @BlakeShelton link @ https://youtu.be/xZjosn2u1gA & } & listened #SuperHumanMind  https://youtu.be/Kpax4CTej9I?si=xZwsXa1aqaRdT-qq }

 

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

EYE CANDY

 by
r j j stephan, i

c.  Samedhi, 3-16-2024 AD @ 1111 AMPST

{ Drafted while jammin’ to #Honeybee on youTube in a loop by @BlakeShelton link @ https://youtu.be/xZjosn2u1gA & } & listened #SuperHumanMind  https://youtu.be/Kpax4CTej9I?si=xZwsXa1aqaRdT-qq }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

EYE CANDY