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Sane sexagenarian scribe seeks asylum in Canada...

should Trump swindle electorate by hook or crook,
(1003 days, 9 hours, and
32 minutes until 2024 election),

yours truly steels, girds, braces... himself,

and plots serious outlook

pondering exiting United States

(stage door left)

while streaming media services

bridging, fording, navigating...

modus operandi to brook

 

potential violent political malevolent maelstrom

in the offing since... Revolutionary War

finds nonestablishmentarian comfortably numb

currently sequestered within apartment unit b44.

 

Maybe good samaritan

would sponsor me

(affable wordsmith afflicted with anxiety)

and the loving wife,

I can imagine emigrating to the

second largest country in the world

on par with dying and being reborn

into idyllic and Edenic afterlife.

 

Lifelong Pennsylvania opportunistic resident

desirous to move away from capitalistic bust

mein kampf, a miserable existence

peppered, pockmarked, punctuated...

with adversity - subtracting instances

being exponentially nonplussed,

(which lifelong mental health

analogous to psychological rust)

leaves mine lovely bones in dog I trust

 

eventually repurposed into ash

(since I will choose cremation)

an increasing eco-friendly choice,

cuz burial with casket and tombstone clash

with holistic humble paradigm,

but before transitioning into lifeless body,

an impetuous notion arises, a flash

in the pan far fetched whim

to craft reasonable rhyme

 

communicating intent to live abroad

amidst one of ten provinces

and three territories

constituting Canadian federation,

which genuine motive not emblematic

of huckster nor fraud,

nevertheless one run of the mill

garden variety Homo sapien flawed

yet he aims to dwell with citizens who applaud

 

voluntary simplicity likened and linkedin

belonging and hallmark characteristics

kickstarted intentional community,

where self sufficiency touted,

and physical labor de rigueur,

which lifestyle change

would rank as welcome adjustment

versus housed within Highland Manor

a quite reasonable single bedroom facility

yet devoid of stimulation

enervating body, mind spirit triage

 

of one ordinary human

who finds himself a mystery

within terrestrial firmament

and frequently feels in a feverish pitch

as tempus fugit whips

him around the sun

at a furious dizzying speed,
while he tenuously grips

with blistered hands

gripping sharp outcropping,

meanwhile his spindle shank legs splayed

and sprawled haphazardly across
the bombed out war zone.

 

Rather than get further

bogged down with inane zeal

I best steer clear of further poetic poppycock
courtesy imaginary wheel,

thus the following pablum I unveil

nsync with titled malady all to real,

which plight involves hyperhidrosis

quite a debilitating ordeal,

 

especially when thinking

to pursue gainful employment

emphatically steadfast

and honest think (me) leal

course this humble communicates

(hyperbolically) embodiment ideal

if seeking to gain insight how I feel

about myself, a tense body
inept to cartwheel.