"End? " Poem by Michael Walkerjohn

I
deal
from an
un-shuffled
deck… When
new, the answers
to all the questions of
red, or black; high, or low
are pretty straight forward.
But as time progresses… and
cards are expressed… virally of
course… things begin to change!
As things are beginning to change
within the virus that is within US and
all the bodies on the entire planet! Schist!
Is what is in it ‘gold, ' or ‘whatever'? One may
never know… for death comes rather quickly!
"Ain't that Special"!
Trump taken to Walter Reed for chest pains
Dr. Jonathan Reiner, who treated former Vice President
Dick Cheney, finds the weekend visit "worrisome."
Any of you out there remember this from 2019?
No… not one of you reading this remembers
anything that has passed by for more than
a few sparse moments! Your brains cannot
handle truths! You phuucking douche bags!
I, on many hands do remember all the hands!
Especially the tiny ones! And, I remember all of
the thoughts… so many thoughts… thoughts that
ought, not be thoughts… thoughts thought through
taking a ‘Pratter' hit of that dot! Or virus! Thoughts so
discombobulated, misconstrued, strewn, stewed, sewn
zoned, zonked, zapped, zoot suited, prime suited, crime
convoluted, consciousness rebooted, boot stomp on the
back, of your necks, and shot foolish, ghoulish, mulish
mongrel, fondue, from under, down under, founder
canonical fodders, IAM YOUR FATHER! You are my
sons and my daughters; any body and their brains
catch any of the above for more than a moment
passing… There it is… a moment passed… and
all you retained was covid from the fart gas
your asps, let loosed as you, thought about
these words IAM letting through the veil…
"If you want to get to heaven… you got to raise a little hello"
An Aloha, a measuring of greetings, or that request, for a
meeting of your mind and mine… up close and personal!
Like, I really would enjoy you witnessing the "Twinkle
in Gods Eyes"… Nah… that sounds swish! Just look
into my eyes… now, do not be surprised, when I
look back into your eyes… I know you each have
secrets, secretive, select, serendipitous, scary, squirrely
hurried and scurrying across the face of your exposed asps!
Butt please, do not ‘drop trou' and bend down low and
show me your cracks! I, can clearly see you are each
damaged! Say, anyone out there good at re-rolling
shorts? How about cleaning shorts, or sniffing a pair
of panties? Those dainties, loaded with snail trail?
Loaded with that female odour? I, like most big dogs
really prefer, to nose in central! It is loads, of fun! That
camel toed delight, wet and sweet and nicely trimmed!
OOPS! Did I ever digress! Phuuck it! It is after midnight!
The bewitching hour feature; when all spirits are lingering
around my finger that I just swiped from asp to clit and got
all sticky, and wet; for a quick sniff of puffy, jiffy, muffy…
Got to keep that light off… someone working a drone
might catch a glint of shine! On my finger from 1600
penisavailable ave.! Mountain Dew? Kitty Smegma?
Lisped Gloss? Lipped Sauce? Clitty, Clitty, Bang, Bang?
How low does your button hang? Pootie Tang? Red Lobster?
Coochie Mobster? Clitoris Gang Bang? Pound dat phat puddy!
Yea… I been round tha git round plenty… and dropped my dimes!
So, I deal with complexities to that baker's dozen dozing dosing
watching dominoes falling, my name; being called out loud!
Phuuck Yea! Big Dog off the porch howling wolfing on wet
all the merrier all my mary's bloody or not there I was
conquering and cumming in sweet surrender wholes!
"All in a dream, all in a dream… the loading… I did cum!
"I, came into a child of god, she was walking along the road…'
Woodstock… 69? Things were a bit furry then! Ah… Natural!
I prefer a shaved pit, or one with just a tuft; to tickle my nose!
Complexities, Power, Life…
"These things you can cut with a razor-sharp knife…"
Butt, do not pull that knife out when you are working da box!
That, shows lack of character… or that you got a short Cheney!
Or Tricky, or Bob, or Robert, or Bobbit! Stop this! This phuucking
A.I., is causing all this convolution; in my suggestion that perhaps
a revolutionary consciousness be raising; and not Mike's Hammer!
Thor? The Thunder Bolt! God's Hammer! Phi-Slamma-Jamma!
"Poke Salad Annie"… Who was ‘Little Annie's' Daddy? Warbucks
Wonder Wart Hog, The baddest junk yard dogg? All of Washington's
Hoggs? She pull that train? Sheeple are drinking all the purple rain?
Forget that blue Kool-Aid or pill! Or maybe not the pill? Yea, ask
that strange whole if she got protection! I do not have to ask
Cause I, "Have Protection of the Complexion"! Corn-Bred!
Hay Seed? Round Eye? White Devil? Michael the Archangel?
Whatever! I simply love me, some whatever! Sweet ethnic
sisters! Never was one to enjoy a similar, had to have exotic
or nada! Makes for a mixed value much more of a valuable
ass-sit! Red Donkey! 12 Monkeys! Streets void of peeps
except for hordes of junkies! Phuuck! Phuuck! Phuuck!
Where was I? Where AMI? just what the phuuck IAM?
"that presentation of great difficulty"
"that messenger of the most high and awe holy"
‘a great crockpot of frijoles'
"this jinn' returned"
"The Alpha"
"Omega"
End?