Mere Minutes Into May Sixth, 2019

Heron entombed within b44 man cave

at Highland Manor Apartments sitting

in catbird seat after shower and shave

attuned to silence permeating airwave

wondering what comprises silence music

to these keenly attuned ears as agave

tastes sweet on tongue curious just now

if those hard of hearing or deaf crave

distinct absence, albeit low toned hum,

sans various appliances buzzing this knave,

who relishes solitude and absolute quiet

though this facility, most appeal aye rave

constitutes very minimal cost courtesy

rental assistance, which provides us to save,

(that plural includes missus) feels a slave

hidebound to maintain tidiness, lest we

find ourselves homeless prospect I stave

off (just barely), analogous keeping wild

animal at bay, though grim prospect suave,
and debonair "FAKE" facade I don trumpet

merely self employed to distract grim fate,

which loomed large months few months gone

necessitated third automotive, repair spate

chilly linkedin (racking ma pinion), asper our

2009 Hyundai Sonata (sedan) original parts

(battery included) amazingly last years behave

ving admirably despite slew of upkeep sending

checking account into intensive care, a grave

situation kickstarting precarious mental health

(amazing how being penniless - dirt poor) brave

driver cannot withstand blistering maintenance

costs sustaining car, more money versus engrave

van tombstone, and more painful experiencing

a negative checking account balance, thus fave

veering disliking existential hardship, where entrenched

panic attacks (despite pharmaceutical magic) death gave

enticing option, cuz quotidian struggle undermines

affinity to enjoy life, liberty, blah blah to thrave.