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I haint donning royal carpet treatment

No stuntman/woman showed up,

albeit intervened in timely fashion
to thwart mishaps experienced

courtesy me I bemoan,

and poet lore re: yet of Perkiomen Valley
Pennsylvania, United States of America
never suffered major illness nor broken bone
(specifically life and death health crisis,

nor compound fracture respectively)
cuz guardian angel intervened,
though aim of mine heretofore

forthwith literary endeavor
merely expressing, exhibiting, examining...
a painfully bodily mishap,


where Lady Luck gussied up as crone

perhaps female spirit of

Matthew Scott Harris

in the guise of wizened older woman
himself affecting doppelganger

as grotesquely personified...

well lemme cease written jibber jabber

without rhyme nor reason

nor sense and sensibility
analogous to being subjected to annoying drone

and describe and elucidate
how stunted man (me) amazingly graceful,
nevertheless, yours truly accident prone

 

The following bonafide poem

fleshed out ~ October 2019

I did accidently revisit
painfully suffering with silent true grit.

 

Aw shucks, I did sustain

moderately serious injury

series of unfortunate events

ludicrous and quite insane,
yours truly did previously explain

while crouching (think

Tony as papier mâché Tiger),
aye fell backward, where sharp
desktop corner didst train

ground zero right side rib cage domain

punched thru L.L. Bean Autumn jacket

zapped, tattooed, lacerated... bloodstain

proof positive bow tocks sing
arrowing, fletching, notching,
piercing, searing targeting ... pain

prestidigitation went awry

courtesy \"fake\" legerdemain,

yours truly incapacitated plain

vanilla and simple
found me mortally slain,

more tortuous than spelunking thru
eye of needle size tunnel,
no bigger than sand grain,

and/or trumpeted by suzerain

arrogant, boastful, contemptuous...

arid, barren, cerebrally desolate brain,

a definitive liability,
(not just from Ukraine

stormy din yelled brouhaha), profane
but..., I wholeheartedly ascertain,

the former commander in chief
an absolute zero inane

purpose twittering acrimonious, disdain
calamitous, egregious, gangrenous..., arcane
rumbustious, venomous,
zealous... carte blanche

bigoted, misogynistic, racist..., inhumane

blathering, excoriating, insulting...

seeding, planting, muckraking... dogbane

demanding obeisance till
germane henchmen verstehen

unwittingly declaring himself
jejune bloodhound August huss

preening, primping, proofing
orange-blond mane
more attentive to applying
gray matter to strain

Midas coated self
important fiery propane

verbal quid pro quo


explosions inevitably spray\'n,

nothing but antisemitism, barbarism,
demagoguery, hatred...

diatribes roiling the masses
til rabid rantings attain
intolerant decibel threshold
usurping totalitarian refrain.