Paterfamilias gone since October 7th, 2020

The spirit of Boyce Brandon Harris

(mine papa) awoke

vested gentry coutured raiment

did don and singularly cloak

affecting haunting resemblance

to daguerreotype accentuating,

(especially his facial features)

as Semitic (i.e. Ashkenazi) folk.

Circumstances found yours truly stationed

(wagon ma figurative tale) outside

within close proximity to our parked vehicle,

a 2009 copper toned Hyundai Sonata

bequeathed to us (thee wife)

courtesy said male parent

approximately six months prior.

Though not necessarily

mechanically engineered

(like dear ole dad),

I know basic

vehicular maintenance tidbits,

thus rummaged trunk

for sought after portable air compressor

purchased when I owned

previous automobile - also

2009 Hyundai Sonata plus

similarly acquired thru

Enterprise rent a car.

After removing most all

miscellaneous paraphernalia -

including recycling materials

the missus regularly

drops off at Wegmans

subsequently organizing trunk in process

I finally located

two lightweight air compressors,

the more heavy duty model

bought years before father passed away,

plus said recently deceased parent

also kept portable battery charger,

both items a dog send

analogous to striking motherlode

of unsuspecting goldmine

ready to shout finders keepers!

Though yours truly

(i.e. me) skeptical dude

regarding existence

of benevolent invisible I allude

to sudden awakening to brood

notion concerning divine

omniscient essence,

which found local bummer

in an ecstatic mood

whereby, I did pray tell

(rather bellow) gratitude

Capital one stroke of luck

to discover (visa vis)

needful things to carry

to avoid being in misery stranded

out in the middle of nowhere

guided courtesy the shining star

tentatively headed towards desperation

resembling a black house

preparing myself (otherwise

known as lovely bag of bones)

for the long walk

into the dark tower of doom.