Beddie bye boo ski time for yours truly and/or the missus
(joining "Wynken, Blynken and Nod"
at figurative drop of hat
even if yours truly
immediately woke from his slumbers).
When zapped of energy the sandman doth knock
no matter readout of analog or digital o'clock
hankering urge to sleep
exponentially increased with every passing tick tock.
Our marital bed
occupied about two and half score years
since we (me and the spouse) wed
even during spate (sowing wild oats -
regarding gathering rosebuds while I may)
of mine risqué business,
when unnamed husband did dread
with extreme trepidation manning left side
(picture said individual lying on his back)
atop (sleep number) mattress,
predicting spouse considered me
(courtesy crimes of passion) better off dead.
Though both deux daughters
(figuratively) flew the coop
mine wife chides me courtesy
(unwittingly preceding trend
concerning popular couture),
where she playfully
pulls down mine baggy sweatpants
leaving drawers droop
around mine skinny (think chicken)
spindle shank like bow legs
bent appendage vaguely hinting hula hoop
(fake detail here, which singular purpose
to supplement reasonable rhyme
ultimately sole purpose to lasso and loop)
exert tight hold on reader's imagination
more torturous versus unsuspected prey
subjected to deafening war whoop
after cannibals counted scalps
sacrificed victims as human zoup.
Before concluding current poem
(which prompts me to think
metaphysically ruminating regarding
when does authored written work
reach childhood's end)
possibly vexing readers
to trot off to zz top less land
miserably (perhaps purposely) failing
to pony up reining in long overdue adieu,
where beastie boy king of schnorrers
snores dreaming about
foo fighting motley crue (in dire straits)
donned in gay apparel characteristic ecru
whereby unconsciousness REM
memorable cycles found
upper and lower eyelids shuttered
courtesy invisible glue hermetically
sealed airtight as blocks of ice
constituting (albeit housing) an igloo
temperatures greater than
five below fahrenheit
finds me freezing off my kazoo,
hence despite somnambulant state
I (charming cheater) trod
along tundra of broken
(not very sweet) dreams.
Invariably somnolence finds me dead tired
no recourse available when energy meter expired.
Impossible mission to thwart repose
thus once noggin plunges into pillow
thus these lovely bones
approximate rigor mortis pose
faint breathing detectable out me nose
intermittent twitching of limbs
characterize highs and lows
stuff mine dreams are made
where mishmash of images juxtapose.
From Blank Screen To Logorrhea, I Write With Confused Adumbrations
Methinks hmm, perhaps aforementioned conglomerated
eye gripping titled, poem already aired
though revisiting said theme downplayed as thoughts blare
though similar content invariably communicated,
sans trademark Pi Seine fishtail career
as applies to other questions.
This chap asks himself, an immense task I dare
unleash unbounded kickstarting euphoria
within psychic calm and weal
with a healthy dose of logorrhea
scowl unintentionally reader mine
re: noun verbosity doth ensnare
though oft times obfuscation veils merely
a black hole sun (son) prominence
asthma faux eminence amber gris
long ago didst flare aware
if chance encounter in a dark alley
coal less sing burning eyes fiercely glare
yet, an explanation
would be proffered to hear.
Most instances when I initially seat myself
priming creative literary juices to flow,
an unspecified number hours elapse
before that eureka i.e. Jackie
Oh NASA hiss revelation
transpires witnessing, this
scruffy, prickly, and madly scratching
itchy hairs dotting chinny chin chin of this hobo
hook huns hitters hymns elf
tubby a generic home er run (hitting)
mill (on the floss sing false teeth)
common everyday fluky,
nippy, nap noopy common Joe,
just biden his time,
whence upon gestation ova hen chic idea.
(Hard boiled eggheads merely scrambled
random thought fragments at that stage)
scrunching brow activates laser focus,
a scattershot burst of tangential thread
populate formerly barren tabula rasa,
sans, Lenovo external screen
once again defying (tomb me
akin to some eternal mystery),
trucked since time immemorial
inexplicable, that sudden ignition
asper cerebral automatic catalytic converter
kickstarter (hmm...perhaps
cogs and gears housed within medulla oblongata)
foster fecund fertilization,
an inexplicable phenomena, I dune hot know
explanation, but upon advent
whence, wispy vague undefinable inchoate
coalesce analogous to genesis of animal
new life when there appears
just the merest hint of fledgling
wispy notions strive similar to sperm cells
fervently whipsawing vis a vis,
via flagellation motility misfits and false starts
before this crotchety scribe
mollycoddles crux of embryonic idea
congeals, expresses, and forms
grandiose manifest destiny mentioned above
i.e. Ho Lee Judas Priest
remaining catharsis seems like a versatile
self determining Motorhead
tour de force, whereat fingers
of the left hand move
of their own volition spilling forth poe
whet tree once expanded leaves (of grass)
finds me Waltzing whitman nigh hick cull
tickled pink with a soft after glow.
This penchant spurring confabulation
explaining (feebly) zest
yours truly experiences expatiating honest to dog ness
figuratively go win west
hoard ho seeking mine own mother lode acquired,
via verse a tile material undergoing
electric kool aid acid test
incorporating rigorous
(mortise and tenon constructed)
adverbial quest which wondrous, whirled,
and webbed woven semicolon
aided nest reinforced with double entendre
tongue in cheek jest,
whereby multiple interpretations
(ala mode literary splotchy Rorschach test)
tenants in common beau geste
ma own home spun faux
Cambridge Analytica
Jimmy Crack corn and I don't care
gimcrackery defaced facebook best bite,
with absolute zero data snatched aye evasively attest.
Husband feebly tried to smite (figuratively)... appetite appeasing verboten fruit
Preface preceding promiscuous philandering peccadillos undermining energy and time not spent with missus and mother of our precious progeny, whereby, yours truly sought, (somewhat assertively, modestly, and zestfully) to elicit – illicit prurient heterosexual predilections before dark shadow of guilt crept along edge of consciousness straining outer limits of twilight erogenous zone and now cringe when perusing, reading, traversing... outdated erotic emails I wrote, a random example plucked out among vile archives.
Herewith his highness presents today May 13th, 2021 -----> written... dog knows how many years ago.
Hence with spring coiling the aire
meant frisky moist tender vittles everywhere.
For better or worse,
she ne'er done gone spoilt amorousness
when the siren of Aphrodite did call
thy wife encrypted an algorithm
within ethereal realm of cyberspace
and figuratively seer sucker punched
smack dab, where spite spilt a fall
hen opportunity when electronic
flickering hinted juiced the merest trace
lock, stock and barrel prospect
gunned down married chap – with gall
struck up report with veritable gal
whose convened via website Topface
a heavy sensation arose within pit
of mine stomach akin to a bowling ball
which sinking spate found me to curse
the fickle finger of fate – to brace
myself against forgoing
what felt like puppy love,
thus pet a file did maul
invisibly with thwack of disappointment
toward a young gal I did NOT chase
whose repeated texting after this
many salient idiosyncrasies out kraal
and if further progression between myself
and this veritable unseen face
there would be hell to pay,
cuz this husband fell prey
to illicit liaisons deux in all
that thee missus when discovered
visa vis threatened to annihilate amazing grace
this papa attests toward his two –
then near grown – now independent
darling daughters prone
to drawl out and/or hiss icy critiques,
and if successful spouse would get both girls to place
their doting papa on par with lowliest life forms,
or mold thick on a damp wall
adrip with guilty regretful ramifications
per consummated infidelities,
which transpired in an attempt
to erase unyielding turmoil from love's labor lost
regarding remembrance of things past – a pall
cast a dark shadow
since severe prepubescent paroxysm o’er abysmal place
where this then stripling of slight boy
still wracked by a self generated squall
a ferocious tempest etched indelibly
analogous to ode on a Grecian vase,
whence loss of untested interpersonal
sea legs in a bygone existence
I did stall now clamors vociferously
treading with boots on mien kampf ground for lace
of psychotic arsenic to be expunged
that didst wall my natural adolescent self
to gather rose buds, where pestilential mace
undermined essential sexuality ego boost,
and contrariwise cast upon atoll
a self crafted rocky Robben Island shoal,
until dying day no peace at home base.
Vexation at self - regarding avoidable altercation...
Today May 12th, 2021 at Royersford (Pennsylvania) LIDL,
when spouse stepped into checkout line
(minus her horse drawn grocery cart -
pushed courtesy yours truly).
While passively standing stock still
I (think Stonewall Jackson)
let scenario unfold before mine myopic eyes,
whereby acquiescing nonverbally
attempting to scooch closer
to conveyor belt subsequently attempting
to maneuver shopping cart in front
of another patron (an older man)
with small number of items in his cart,
who became irate at me.
He appeared angered
at his thwarted (senior) priority,
especially when mine wife gave him few choice words.
All that learning regarding learning conflict resolution
(years gone by) taught by the late therapist Jean Dole
ineluctably escaped me.
I smart with disappointment not offering
aforementioned aggravated fellow shopper right of way
proceeding ahead of us
(initiating at least one daily random act of kindness).
Figurative astringent aftertaste
left in mouth cuz laudable
good samaritan deed chased
away, thus one generic bloke felt he disgraced
his credo and ethos that laced
behaviorist paradigm shouldering
virtuous lofty aspirations
as upholding saintiless gone to waste.
Nevertheless foo fighting beastie boy
attains exhibiting motto viz -
doing right by doing good.
Since birth and every
subsequent growing up year
until earth around sun orbitz
equalled lxii plus some months gradual aging
upon this body electric didst wear
major organs as personal choices made to veer
toward folkloric, generic holistic living
social societal, theoretical fabric minimally didst tear
which family of origin constituent part (nurture)
nsync verses with nature (genetics)
steeped with ethos to share
with parents, row mans, siblings,
(now offspring), et cetera superfluity
sans abundance, or paucity per cornucopia rear
neither former plentifulness,
nor latter scarcity respectively
predictable asper being dynamic
versus static such yield based, linkedin,
and predicated on a gamut how fate
didst wield one record breaking catch
of the century, and sealed
fickle non butterfinger
Swedish Fish Ma PHEAA filleted
famed schooled Redmond Efficiency Academy
top of the class for each grade,
whence analogous
viz zit hid had dock
pier fickle lee hooray randomly cast
piscine line reeled inlaid
hallowed sea man tricked treat
once the providence, which belief informed lifelike
sculpted, Idolized carved likeness
revealed from precious metal
or jade unseen creator mortals prayed
some examples being handily
accorded mechanistic multi-deistic
such as Manichaeism, Mithraism, Muslim,
et cetera belief, credo, divine entity
man made attempting cosmic explanations
grandly incorporating limitless mysteries
splashed throughout universe visually displayed
decrees ordained requiring unbridled zeal
only the dead privy to espy secret seventh seal
hence ne'er did plentiful spirits reveal
themselves as flesh and blood, nonetheless,
despite lack of sects ap peal
fervent humility, integrity, magnanimity...
prayers preceded before each meal
or any exploitative endeavor,
especially those which did heal
instilling positive influences
to hopefully sway sought after immortal deal,
and ethos, figuratively drilled into arboreal
predecessors minds of highest saint seeking achievers
and/ or hardcore faithful devout believers
who oft morphed into
zombie thrashing maniacs seized cleavers
a yen to revile against heretics,
not moost ideal to breed largesse,
whence possessed by fevers
toward simple axe of pious,
who indulgently pulled levers
no matter feigned actions hash tagged
reciprocating masquerade i.e. facade, charade afraid
but, nevertheless a Good Samaritan renegade.
Bygone recollected reflections while perched atop storied roof...
years gone by now with a poof
constituting one garden variety generic goof
bolle yours truly sprawled himself aloof
The celebrated sailing frog
from Montgomery County
went a court'n, or so the tale iz toad
to a grand ole mansion
built around 1910, and e'en 'pon
being razed ~2012 ah no dummy
sea worthiness still plainly showed,
twas February 28th, 1968,
when my father bought the house
at 324 Level Road
majority thrice score plus deux years,
rush back with unfettered exuberant zeal
this aging elf spent psalm tranquil
May days sung sotto voce atop memorialized, prized,
shingled out, ship-shape valued,
venerated, vip voted faux vulgar demesne
"Glen Elm" named private
100+ acre wooded common weal
many a pitch perfect spring day
found yours truly frankly
basking atop the spacious roof
oft times begging the cosmic force
irrationally lyft ting this Earthlinked bing,
this uber dreamer (uplyfted Dharma bum)
willingly taken with "poof"
(magic amazing dragons)
presuming my absence,
would not be missed and whereabouts
no cause for alarm,
but the usual antics of a contemplative goof
ball, and aware
a minor for hair (Sunkist) gold
Helios innocently beckoned,
this then sole Sol tanned
within the solar raised fold
surrendering while atop
the multi acred roof where any cold melted away,
whence became bathed like a bronze statue of auld.
Zip pose zing the weather forecast donned wafted air
fragrant with flowered flora
visibility for miles if ether crystal clear,
this high da way countless yards
off the ground presented flare
approximating pristine floral display
with powerfully poignant immunity
against cackling, jeering, scowling,
parents or other nemesis with glare
ring (smoke emitting nostrils),
an idyll escape for this heir
to the throne of the mountain king,
(lion share of original tract
kept by Donald Neilson empire)
this make believe verdant submerged lair
unwittingly left a gaping hole,
when Gambone Brothers industrial machinery
voraciously made clean sweep,
without a trace of former imp pier
real resilient stately structured heart
of "Glen Elm" could no longer rear
the well built “grand Etta face dame”
helplessly, holistically humbly
brought to her knees (gory detail aye will spare),
nonetheless more than one pearl jammed shaped tear
trickled down chafed sad reddened cheeks,
whose head must veer
away asper thine subsequently
blotted out never never never land
eclipsed by transient rubble,
thence vinyl city (dis) graced sacred space,
no doubt a great ache,
when Saint Nick sought
sought in vain for 324
Templed throne everywhere!
Quiescence Pervades Medulla Oblongata
Outward brain stem hummock analogously,
(asper bound minuscule magnum opus)
figuratively paginated with drowned
atavistic animal instincts
roar back to life upon found
perceived or real threat adrenaline
splashes cerebral hemispheres
triggering body electric to become
alert as a bloodhound
countless millenniums ago
the flight or fight reaction apropos
when savage beasts threatened tribe
with bro whizzing primitive creatures
some forced tweet crow
wing, thence railing, swooping, trouncing
dough main housing small cluster of emo
ting primates gabbling in primal
grunts and groans witnessing ruminants
scurrying to and fro survival
of the fittest danger field thus
by dint of inherent smarts didst grow
outwitting wily coyote, or other lion eyes, hoe
ping automatic saving grace tactics recalled,
when looming predator doth woof and warp
emergency arises, when debacle fore stalled
for time against getting mauled whereby
each subsequent ruse out foxing
fierce-some, hungry non a mew
zing potential breakfast, lunch,
or dinner as the sorry loo
sir aye sic newton, sans
this non nonsense game of "Life",
which thru countless millenniums strategies grew
layered upon left and right cerebral hemispheres few
till hetty became diminished
as proper contra bands of bipedal hominids drew
upon accumulated storied history
learned from Bubba Zayda's
many times over motley (foolish) crew
squirreling modus operandi wove
(traversing eons) corpus collosum hair
(more so nerve fiber weave
a microscopic whirled wide web linkedin
left and right fist size gray matter
coated with transparent integument
custom made swiftly tailored sleeve
ah...proving grounds, when forebears
of Homo Sapiens touch and go hashtagged
on permanent leave on par
with imagining dragons easy to believe.
Three Cheers To Ann Maria Reeves Jarvis
Momma mia man date comb
the second Sunday during month of May
can be traced back to ancient Greeks and Romans
festivals held to honor mother goddesses
Rhea and Cybele setting precedent for Mother's Day
where early Christians fancied festival
known as “Mothering Sunday.”
Fast forward to the early twentieth century 1908
when Ann Maria Reeves Jarvis (a social activist then,
and community organizer
during American Civil War) era to quieten
grief fraught era also cited
as informally memorializing her mother,
who begot said noble men touring daughter
paying homage to woebegone
lachrymose role with accolades
to endure tragedy and loss
put upon childbearing women,
this event held (rain or sun)
at St Andrew's Methodist Church
in Grafton, West Virginia, which did quicken
in subsequent decades to formal fete,
where poets (like me) did open
the special occasion with
ranked midshipmen commercialization cropped as ken
be expected by the early 1920's imbolden
greeting card companies such as Hallmark gen
er rated a market (money making of course) even
though Jarvis believed companies sought profit
NOT prophet, thus misinterpreting
and exploiting idea of Mother's Day and met
aforementioned founder, who tried to jet
tis sin the vulgar appetite
of the ole mighty dollar,
but her lofty ambition did get thwarted
by mass marketing the quaint idea,
plus she feared going in debt
and though the industry
(initially proposed entailed
low key acknowledgement,
the originator (Ann Marie Jarvis) still esteemed,
lionized, revered re
formed unsanitary living conditions
with zee less ness and aplomb
set a course where greater longevity doth hum
all because, she sought to regale "mum."
Guarana Mo!
Most of the following
words (fictitious) quit
tuss cent shill, knit
head, (non adult tryst) pit
tee full (sorry excuse
for originality), rit
dunk yule huss, feebly
abominable attempt at unit
tarry yen rhyme for excellence,
benignly, essentially,
and honestly wit
less, worthless reading mitt
tear real - dashed off
(by this hare reed rabbit),
wall henna burst of
(playful tulles toy) warren peace,
aye practically spit
out (from inxs of carrot juice),
now dost daringly be hove
brave reeder to comprehend
this dime metrical kickstarter fit -
bawling contrived nada very tit
till late ting, nor
not so great English lit,
and moost unlikely tuff hind
posthumous fame,
worm ma obit
chew wary verb boss
lee probably re:nouns,
(this once upon
a time pablum child),
nor e'en garner this hare reed
ole Jack a one hit
wonder poetic laureate,
nonetheless this
(o' whar did me bunny go),
perhaps to Brit
tin endeavoring merely
to join United Kingdom
(and merrily) writ
for the underground
to test skill at
heart felt fabrication like me,
thus exempting bing
considered, judged,
and labeled tubby unfit.
Now let yours truly whoop
focus to address main intent,
(sans for quick
pick me up)
and nary drop of coffee,
nope not even one molecule
to fill thimbleful sized cup
I reach for bottle of Guarana,
(one serving of
coffee per capsule)
fo' this aging pup,
who attests that caffeine
(liquid and/or
encapsulated), the sole vice
(except for barbiturates, cocaine,
"FAKE" opioid, et cetera),
which overdose nearly found me
nearly a grateful dead – thrice
occasions, where
circumstances of Mus
self (Stuart Little reincarnate -
with an insatiable
craving for cheese
laced with Guarana,
Paullinia cupana,
a climbing plant
in the maple family),
which bean sized seeds
affordable at an acceptable price
many times larger
than puffed rice.
Long in the tooth male doth recount, reflect, reimagine... his woebegone damn dental daze today May 5th, 2021
No particular rhyme nor reason
garden variety indentured flunky (me)
revisits his salmagundi salad days,
when oral blight smote
left front adult tooth,
which hellacious quandary commenced
when yours truly experienced
broken said central incisor.
Inxs of cold playing air
froze natural pond, where over head
Canadian geese (imitating
black counting crows) did blare
honking the latest goose sip loud and clear
when from behind a Georgian bush
(color of smashing pumpkins) did peek a deer
alert to any danger by parking
upright either one or both ear
lest predator doth lurk and induce fear,
while Harris Family and friends
oblivious among themselves
attired in wintry gear
which protection from cold
caused difficulty to hear
necessitating cupped gloved hands
to punctuate every muffled word
to be but barely heard akin to talking
with mouth full of custard
above the quiet riotous mirth
from this then gawky child nerd
precariously maintaining balance
on his skates heed glide like a bird
such attempts made
this boy didst appear quite absurd
ah, if only this mind of mine
did two step quick think
but woe misfortune awaited
across the bumpy natural rink
blithely jettisoning myself hither
and yon like a rolling stone going plink
unaware while in camouflage pose
disguised as one sneaky slippery fink
that snuck up in a blink
that found me squarely
face down shattering left front tooth
immediately discovered via
tongue as private sleuth
finding me in extreme agitated state forsooth
as if on fire from red hot chili peppers
wrought from jagged booth
winning sympathy from parents,
who did level best to tend distraught
son who ushered playback of events
with less disastrous rerun praying for an angel
to grant reverse outcome brought
none gut wrenching grief
immediately terminated former fun
damaged irreversible and
perfect white smile forever broke.
So much of my precious existence since
found me rooted with mouth ajar
as sigh asper the dentin-cementum
so mud dear reader (with dem perfect
enameled pearly whites), aye har bar
envy for those with a complete set
of eight incisors, four cuspids (i.e. canines),
eight bicuspids, and twelve molars
(including four wisdom teeth) tabulating
many hours in the car
(engendering saddle sore bony tuckus)
plus regarding chunk whereat,
pernicious cementum funk
viz distraught psyche,
when muss self as a lil monk
key decades after being examined
by family dentist Doctor Marcus (NOT WELBY),
excellent practitioner (button irate pulp pill
people, especially children) hater –
the grinchy, grouchy, and grumpy,
whose private practice located
in Levittown, Pennsylvania,
and when prepubescent self underwent
pertinent more explicit focused
intense noninvasive procedures
asper subsequent cause of speech impediment
determined why air didst jump
thru nostrils, (speech therapist
at Henry Kline Boyer),
neither thin nor plump informed parents
of Lancaster Cleft Palate Clinic –
fifty plus miles one direction),
where chief prosthodontist (the curt
Doctor Mohammad N. Mazaheri, DDS, an Iranian
whose expert reputation,
sans strict manner didst trump
his aura, karma evincing clipped commands
forceful as a vocal whump
before launching into meat and potatoes
of crux comprising real aim
constituting modus operandi
(and cresting away from details indirectly tide
into main intent, nobody aye blame)
for thine dental debacle quandary
(managed by gumpshun,
whereby eons hyperbolically
toted beyond google),
and despite optimistic stance
wool worth anesthetized numb skull claim
nascent malocclusion faintly affecting,
hinting, pointing toward Periodontitis
(despite diligence attending
to oral hygiene frame)
the manifestation of major looming crisis
compromising, forgoing, instigating,
et cetera loss of teeth,
this (after agony in league
with separate occasions
twice wearing braces, concomitant extractions
of wisdom and removal of crowdsourcing –
close up toward the front of mouth teeth -
game some microbial bacterial
agent provocateurs didst maim
self-acceptance, and (found thyself
as a boyish twenty something
weathering onset of gum recession,
maxillofacial surgery, impressions,
x rays galore, scaling)
necessitated (score years later) urgent intervention
i.e. treatment plan under auspices
re storied name University of Pennsylvania Dental School
to mitigate malady
entailed every last tooth plucked with ease
since no other recourse could tame
accompanying jaw bone loss,
which destabilized rootless choppers,
and despite the state of the mind turning to pulp
(this haint no “fiction, nor FAKE)
thus I acknowledge sincere gratitude
vis a vis thru poetic aire
for the entire fleet of dental students,
and staff that didst care,
who assuaged distress,
exceeding the best expertise flair
which eventually warranted
being fitted for dentures here
bringing an exemplary end result
encompassing yours truly writing in his lair
after about a dozen years encompassing
so many wing (bitten) angels far and near
across webbed wide world to help repair
chronic distress minimized now, cuz there
prevailed the most blessed delight when Medicare
picked up the tab now smile more willingly
with artificial dental wear donning blitz end until
mine last mortal year.
Mother dearest Harriet Harris, née Kuritsky gave up the ghost ~ May 4th, 2004
Often these days (early May 2021)
the following genuine sentiment
Matthew Scott Harris
doth wish to share one son,
cuz seventeen years after
mother succumbed courtesy of terminal illness.
I still reckon how yours truly
shrugged off proffering tender loving care
when grim reaper in close proximity
to mama supine and nearly lifeless
within whose womb, this sole son born,
thus shouldered with self scorn.
He clearly recounts
as if her death occurred yesterday...,
(when all mine troubles
moost definitely not far away)
last remaining grains sands of time.
Imagine an hourglass
where fine granules trickle from one to another
(upper to lower) bulbed chamber
just prior when coroner decrees death,
yet an opportunity prevailed
wherein said self (me)
chose NOT to stand vigil
at deathbed of she begat an older
and younger daughter (mine sibling sisters).
Last breath(s) expelled while mama
tethered to machines,
(thwarting heroic measures)
one or more helped diminish
agonizing, depressing, and writhing pain
and discomfort racked
once fitness and health conscious
industrious, tenacious, and vivacious body,
which malignant terminal illness
(no joke) riddled a former robust
Arthur Murray ballroom dance instructor
(think approximately seventy years past),
whose flirtatious demeanor
instantaneously caught fancy of handsome
twenty something papa at his prime.
Before rigor mortis
quickly stole precious lifeblood,
and final minutes ticked away
until countdown to...
realm of absent consciousness
scant moments before subtle transition
slipped our beloved mother into deadzone...,
neither final adieu, caress, grief...,
nor poem written...
never communicated to deceased,
not an iota of sorrowful lament
bequeathed, prevailed, relinquished...
over lifeless body (mommy dearest)
relegated limp suddenly cold stone body,
where morgue aged corpse
kept in cold storage
(despite aversion to frigid air
exhibited by mama)
preparatory to cremation process.
Rather... suppressed resentment
exhibited itself at 1148 Greentree Lane
(partial listed abode -
Matthew Scott Harris,
plus his family resided)
by mister recalcitrant,
felt ambivalent carte blanche blasé affection
regarding once young bride,
(who smothered cingular heir
insync with dada i.e. Boyce Brandon Harris),
cuz he (yours truly overstayed
livingsocial under same roof as parents,
which happenstance situated at 324 Level Road.
Both thee aforementioned
supposed biological guardians
railed, screamed, tormented
(albeit verbally) yours truly,
upon mine eighteenth birthday,
when great expectations greatly exacerbating
emotionally hard times,
which ill suited poet de jure
experienced, brickbats rained down
upon these (considerably mooch younger)
lovely bones whose anger (mine) smoldered
linkedin to constant epithets of expletives
out the mouths of those who begat me,
subsequently their livid with rage tsunami
festered within every holy (Molly Q. L.) molecule
within mine atomized corporeal being
manifesting itself as deprivation
to embrace dear mama
attended at hospital with
both non twisted sisters;
one hailed from Woodbury, New Jersey
and the younger staked out modest home
within Bend, Oregon, meanwhile thee grim reaper
did patiently scythe soon
heading back to his old curiosity shop,
a rather bleak house
housing our mutual friend,
I now conclude.