#HEYcOWBOY

HEY COWBOY, BE READY TO DRAW

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RICHARD JOSEPH STEPHAN·MONDAY, SEPTEMBER 23, 2019

You can never gallop away just because your horse is the quickest on four hooves

Keepin’ that six gun loaded is a capitol idea since if it shoots blanks it really proves

That gunpowder’s loaded in brass shells and packed down by bullets, won’t fire free

Look down the barrel into the dark, black hole and see the same thing you die to see.

Some folks just don’t listen to reason and barely succumb to deadly force in the face

So there’s always a chance that you have to kill the living to stay alive, a human’s race

To be or not to be isn’t always the only question but it may be the final one’s slue sky

No sound of words left to ring in the ear until written down on the rock’s goddess pie.

No friend of mine is the antithesis of the creator of this universe, this Earthly stardust

Illusionary delusions diverting attention from the key, the target, the price is right prize

Blazing sunshine, burning the skin into a dead tan above the bare bones and blood lust

For the sake of the Christ and the other Jesus’ in this crystalline ball of liquid gas’s lies.

Trouble is that there isn’t any that I can’t get out of with or without a scratch of my skin

Got my pistol strapped onto my thigh and it stays put in the holster until I draw within

Candyman’s what I am when I make the sweet love’s panty’s drop and cherry pops it out

You can’t see how hot the spot is when it’s burnin’ up the ground of being, my ale’s stout.

From the flow of the lead into the gold, petrified and indentured mutates into the flow

Mocha choka lata ya ya, gitchy, gitchy voulez vous couches doin’ nine to five in the glow

Of a full moon swingin’ around in planetary-like fashion, around the essence of Earth

Dreamin’ of what could be, if only but now it’s The One, it had to be, a cowgirl’s birth.

Survivin’ the fighter mode with the quickest draw ever recorded from draw to pistol bang

Couldn’t stop the bullet in the back from the coward who wasn’t old enough to neck hang

Baby in the bed, pulled the trigger of the Colt .45 loaded with my number IV, The Boss

On the blue steel under the pearl handle, hidden for the sake of a possible cowgirl loss.

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r j j Stephan, I

c. September 23rd, 2019 A.D. @ 2:35 PM EST { written while listenin’ to Christina Aguilera #Beautiful & HITS on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/eAfyFTzZDMM }

W.W.A.R.D.?

#IDkNOWS

ID KNOWS WHAT IT IS, HOMER ZIP

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Tuesday, November 7, 2017 #reDux

I used to fret about the vibrations above and below this ground of being this man, here, now

Suddenly I didn’t care anymore after I turned sixty-six without a word, not a peep in the sty

Just looked around and saw nothing but me, myself and I without mother’s breast, father’s Id

Put me in the center of this solar system’s food, gas was the matter that mutated into a liquid.

Left me in a corner with no dreamscape of things themselves, empty, dead air and a deaf ear

Life is going to go on without me in a day, a year or a century or two, SpaceX can’t even tell

The momentary lapse of my reason when my last breath comes and goes in a huff, need beer

Blown smoke for so long that I couldn’t find my Sex WAX n Rock n Roll but it rang a bell.

Harmonize the harmony of the spheres inside and outside of my head’s conscious awareness

Waited for just the right time in an empty void, when Space didn’t mattered less, at the gate

Of heaven or hehl for mice and men who came, conceived in eggs’ DNA-coded insanity’s nest

A party full of blue waves in a deep sea of H2O and grounded sand cooling the fire, too late.

Not to be the choice of pricks or a jabs in the fake face that can’t see itself, refracted mirrors

Screams of the little pretties who stand together all in a row of flesh and bone, wanting lovers

None of them can be the One out of the Many who see, hear and feel no Evil among the Good

Locked in a World Series of infinite proportions, kissed, dancin’ to gravitational force’s mood.

Beachboys and seagulls on the sand with wooden and plastic boards of bullet-like perfection

Ready for the swells outside and inside, sounds of the city of angels at my red-tan, baggy chit

Entered the drink and scooted on top of the aqua-blue glass of my mother’s Earth, out of It

Nothing original or mortal about the little surfer girls who live forever in my mind’s eyes sin.

Back to the future I’m never gonna see with these four eyes, Florida Keys’ Kokomo, my peace

Jamaica, Bermuda, Key Largo, Montego mattered less after Destiny’s Milky Way stop sign

Dreamy looks between my blues-fed eyes and your brown-glow skin, wrapped ‘round mine

Daughters and mothers, sisters and grandmas’ made it all worth the trip, beauty was so fine.

Leavin’ the palm trees n’ sand, concrete and steel sucked all of the life out of my 208 bonings

Tucked between my recollections of what I can’t remember, can’t even recall my ten hangin’

Far, far away in no place you know or will ever believe while you’re alive, broken gods waved

Satisfaction guaranteed but never delivered before the next day after my Id couldn’t be saved.

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r j j Stephan, I Richard Joseph Stephan #FunFunFunNowThatDaddyTookTheTBirdAway

Blovember 7, 2017 Mardi @ 6:06 AM EST

{ written on the island of wood, four legs on the floor, listenin’ to the The Beach Boys #LostConcertHITS of my bro-in-law’s PC (RIP Rick Ventura) on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/5a4YupnT1sM }

W.W.A.R.D.?

#EQUINE

EQUINE & THE CAMPTOWN RACE

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RICHARD JOSEPH STEPHAN·SUNDAY, SEPTEMBER 22, 2019

Love has nearly nothing to do with any of it, it’s all a matter of luck and being in a right place

Not a small task but it’s a no-brainer in the the quarter mile or the last furlough, it’s curtains

Everybody and every horse loses to the champion, the leader of the pack from the back’s race

Over the finish line after losin’ the others down the stretch, won by a fix of the whinny’s’ face.

Mountains of Earth to the outer-space, outside of the stratosphere where there’s no water fall

Only inside of the atmosphere right here and now do you experience the thing itself, wet ball

No sweat just rainfall from the lakes, rivers and sea, no H2O can escape the inevitable finale

Love, hate, good or evil, matters not a byte, tweeted it ad infinitum to an invisible #Paypal.

Jockeys and trainers all agree that it’s the horse’s nature to race around counter-clockwise, go

Counter-clockwise it is as usual, it’s the way of the horse, speeding with man or woman atop

In the soire dreaming brings the present into fruition, it comes alive from a cellular dead end

Nothing’s made in the shade ‘til the sun goes down under, blocked by stones of the redwoods.

#Hashtag my handle and start the reggae chant of the spooky teeth in the mouths of the babe

My babe and yours, they all are the same, daughters of the Eve and Adam of us all, I’m saved

From the beasts of burden and their progeny, my kin and the dregs of society, a fly-by grave

In six feet of dirt over a box and an H-bomb in the dust of a city of Bad Smells, yeah, a rave!

Back in the stalls where the jockeys and trainers never go, the bet’s on the bay, she will not fly

A thousand on her and it’ll turn into a million bux nobody will ever see, it’s a cloudy, blue sky

Performing an act of contrition which will end the wobble and spin, we supernova the dreams

Black and white, seven continents of ebony alabaster, dead in a rally in the alley of schemes.

Gonna have to put her down, terminate her breath just because she broke a leg, Rx can’t force

Heart attack won’t ever reach four legs and the mane, drug a sleep, stiffness’ gift, a hot corpse

Gather around and talk about how great the body worked and performed, won a wage of sin

Trippin’ to home, to die for, for the men and women who watch the drag race, just do it, win!

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r j j stephan, i

c. September 22, 2019 A.D. @ 13:55 hours in the PM

{ It’s a good day for a #100th birthday party in the middle of paradise, garden state where Love is found everywhere you look, everywhere you see the mighty #Reggae, link to this inspiration Steel Pulse #BluesDanceRaid youTube link @ https://youtu.be/C00kS7A79UA }

W.W.A.R.D.?