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Watching toilet bowl lv highlight of snowy February 7th, 2021

 

Above title attests how mine mundane mein kampf

flush with adventure overflowing excitement.

 

Apt aforementioned accurate personal description

culmination of decades worth hesitation and trepidation.

 

Ever since garden variety generic guy

long since experienced being little boy

mean kids constantly teased and bullied me

on account yours truly being small fry.

 

One puny socially verily withdrawn lad

no surprise experienced suicidal ideation

throughout public school even as undergrad

never wagon figurative tail when fired

from one after another workstation.

 

Hence metaphorically hermetically sealed self

against incessant beastie boys squirreled away

amidst imaginative escapes courtesy bookshelf

isolates myself, viz remaining figuratively at bay

interestingly enough petrified livingsocial whereby

flesh and bone closely resembled hardened clay

 

hashtagged Matthew Scott Harris as pipsqueak

deadset to halt physical maturation without delay

anorexia nervosa (modus operandi) did buzzfeed

starved and emaciated lovely bones as main entree

unbeknownst then, but clear as a bell now

emotional state of parents unspooled and didst fray

father and mother aghast their pallor went ashen gray

 

grim reaper wielding large scythe intimating hooray

approximately half dozen years later

both parents relentlessly vilified verbally hammered

and especially didst inveigh

against their sole singular son

born thirteenth of January

hooded think those folks who begot me cruel as kkk

 

to escape vitriolic wrath atop roof at Glen Elm, I lay

Gambone builders bought property razed demesne

nevertheless indelible memories emotional reprieve

spiritual succor delivered upon many a bygone May

when heat radiating off shingles served newgateway

passing time and wishing myself far as Norway.

 

Yours truly risk averse

which characteristic,

I declare constitutes curse

thus isolation found me sprawled out

upon wuthering heights

against regular diet of diatribes

delivered carte blanche

with expletive filled verse

toward solitary son ill fate

receiving nasty brutal abuse

considered dying far less worse.

 

Precious minutes and hours atop

gabled hideaway blithely did elapse

me gingerly scuttling out attic window

though agoraphobic and loathe to drop

distance and no longer courting death

no matter concluding life (during

early/mid twenties) total flop

merely wishing rage against

male offspring would stop.

 

Inconvenient stated truth,

albeit synopsis regarding

second born (middle child)

begat courtesy Harriet and Boyce

upon their psychologically harried

flesh of young blood

 

yelling hurtful words severely uncouth

(both parents deceased)

now said heir long in the tooth

who wonders why forsooth

he tolerated torturous abuse.