Even if yours truly could repeat every grade...

Without fail, I would flunk preschool

farcical scenario aside

truthfully, metaphorically, emphatically

resigned to life as replayed

male live violent scullery maid

forced to spend existence locked

within veritable grotesque

dragon filled dungeon paid

existential dues many times over

horrible nightmarish masquerade

eternal punishment cruel fate

refuses to trade

redemption condemning freedom to fade

prefiguring edge of night

mental dark shadows shade

purposefulness reduced trite

poetry without reasonable rhyme

sole recourse to vent bitter tirade

black bile coursing thru

at woebegone permanently delayed

jollity sabotaged travesty

utter ignominious parade,

no surprise violent rage

bubbles up inside decayed

corporeal flesh, where psyche slayed

fledgling inchoate willpower

self destructive courtesy inherited

ignoble misdeeds displayed

havoc struck in utero a frayed

fetus, where mutated

deoxynucleic acid double helix played

out flawed biological blueprint

fetish, obsession, and zealot

regarding straggly tangled mane

salt and pepper grayed

quiescent, indifferent, and ambivalent

once upon a time

flirted deadly escapade

sought out anorexia nervosa

frankly zapped, starved, and

deprived critical decade

destructive, imperative, and operative

diabolical, inimical, and maniacal aide

de camp conspiring, kickstarting,

snapchatting umbilical cord strangling

again allegorical besieging enfilade

machine gunning, fueling,

and endowing tirade

erupted earlier today – 4:00 A.M.

spouse, racket she made

November 25th, 2019 waylaid

ordinary placid quiescent ruminative...

state, whereat as iterated I conveyed

or tried to elaborate intense anguish

thorny debacle arose

filleted here at Grosse and Quade

owned Schwenksville property.