120702
02:09 po boy
© 2012 by Jack Spratt All Rights Reserved
I
been screwed and blued 'n White & Read Tatooed I'm jusss'a Po boy
from Greenwich Inc. CT of the Usss'a R us of Fuck'n A Inc. & I'm
the heart of darkness just like U MoFo converted swampted
Dysfunctional Credit profited indentured 4ever once lost I'm the meek
come to inherit this pretty blue nest you dispoiled so bend over now
I got your back &'n me Uppa you ta flap yhaa jaw side now Unca
Bob double fisting U&in charge now.
Once
had the righteous stuff now all I got is the flag desecrated going
from my sole's a up my thighs over my Bald Eagle predator beady
unblinking eyes a glarr'en'ing attcha Oh billy billy Buckley o billy
boyo, I mean OH BILLY BOY! Wher'e you now OH BILLY BOY! when we need
you'all to help get Us? Ju'sta us Meek po white boys no chicken pot
pie peed in to eat us alive insideout white trash no teeth to eat
with now billy boy yho white boy i'ma talk'n te yee MO FO OFU Ur MOMA
2 in d' eyes leaping “Atlas Shrugged” Ayan Rand's silly white ass
Godspelled (good news for you but bad news for the rest of us) bitch
faux goddess imperious a O
120702
05:45
The
above is inspired by Ken Nordine's Word Jazz and an endless source of
inspiration coupled with my sense of humor &/or merely loving to
see words/letters/vacant spaces/sight gags having congress--pun
intended--I like to pop egos like pimples. . . . it's okay I do
wash my hands and I'm very gentle.
In
my midnight rambles I discovered the nexus of my grief; I cannot
influence anyone to actually love and forgive themselves or me, with
sincerity.
Such
unconditional love is what I sense Jesus was and remains. Add to
which I am convicted that He has come again many times over;
resurrected in the bodies, lives and souls of others. Other wisdom
traditions same/same synonymous or equivalent different faces ,
clothes, customs, language SAME GENIUS OF origin.
120702
08:14
.
. . the origin of my nexus was and will, never, ever, be again, that
I could not enter the sanctuary and refuge of creativity/The Heavenly
Home of The Creator without fear that should I be interrupted I might
as easily destroy the interrupter as attend their need to interrupt
me for any reason including death theirs or mine.
.
. . albeit salaciously reverent: "There
is a divinity that shapes our ends, Rough-hew them how we will."
--willie billy shakes
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