Leg twitches for legatee

rew4er2nail

Quivering lowest limb

namely mine little feet

medication side effects

analogous running dead heat

most often while fast asleep

the missus claims thrashing feet

easily mistaken for epilepsy

disrupts her pleasant dreams

claiming legitimate grounds

for kickstarting divorce

bachelorhood amenable

versus her furious

expletive laced outbursts

crying out loud

further under_scoring, necessitating,

mandating, accentuating...

feasible solution for Pete sakes,

thus favoring me night owl schedule

mine circadian rhythm

easily reoriented,

reestablished, realigned

when she goes beddie bye boo

I feel unbounded energy reserves

bubbles forth courtesy microcosmic

La Brea tar pits interestingly enough

preserving fossilized traces,

when shut eye cycle

regarding yours truly

synchronized more optimally

with counterpart, which

vagary linkedin with

one or more

pharmacological prescriptions,

yet this mister loathe

to forego synthesized agent

that calm emotional provocateurs

particularly diminishing

frequency and intensity

formerly debilitating panic attack,

which vestige chronic anxiety

prevalent thank you sweaty hands

profuse dripping perspiration

during torpid heat waves,

where combination

central air conditioning/

(albeit malfunctioning)

doubles as warmth

generating source

one bedroom

apartment unit B44,

which aforementioned detail

lacks relevance in toe toe

with healing power of

selective serotonin reuptake inhibitors

cuz clinical depression

linkedin with diagnosis

constituting genetic package

biologically bequeathed

to this anonymous hominid

amazingly graced with

psychological ills affecting

academic and employment functionality,

hence lifetime struggle

to live hand to mouth

hardscrapple existence

plaguing dependents and spouse

dealing with mailer daemons

compromising her mental health

translated as without income,

therefore financial shortcomings

lured by castles in the air

pipedreams, a lottery winner,

I dream of genie - in a bottle...

which farfetched stroke of luck

less likely than

getting struck by lightning

with sunshine illuminating

man cave within

which scrivener scribbles away.

 

 

  • Author: rew4er2nail (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 24th, 2019 15:38
  • Category: Nature
  • Views: 30
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