Fraught With IBS Irritable Bowel Syndrome...

The earliest recollection with

lower gastrointestinal eruptions,

viz psychosomatic induced distress
occurred when yours truly
quite a young lad, which specialist

invited me to ingest barium sulfate,
whereby the pinkish chalk like solution
traced a path thru digestive tract
visible while I stood behind a screen.

 

Rear lee if ever attested subject
suffices as an apt poetic title
amidst bookish canon - while

this writer (similar to other aspirants
in their respective creative pursuits)
aware arbitrary perusers may deem vile

 

core body of voluntary selective readers
mentally affix probationary trial
before unequivocally gravitating
toward my genre or signature
swiftly tailored harried style,

which unique modality
of expression eventually

accruing some degree of popularity
affecting unseen frown or smile
nonetheless, accepting, enjoying,
and tolerating how I playfully rile
aware that anonymous reader's
patience can wear thin relegating mine

worded persona on par with a reptile
unknowingly breaking fragile bond,
hence she/he might not reconcile
without awareness a valuable kinship,
dismiss me as puerile,
thus forsaking tenuous link, one

that may never bare tangible fruition,
yet all along self scrutiny occurs to refine
thy cerebral thought provoking profile

also intimating months gone by bias
arises toward my
figurative handily prehensile

expansive vocabulary, could
(and/or does) rank as a pile
of unpleasant gluteus maximus
sphincter muscle missile

imposing effort to tone down exuberant,
flamboyant, and gallant mercantile

 

flashing blindingly exasperatingly,
and inflamingly nauseating vocabulary,
not deliberately juvenile

but this luxe lavish embellishment
a labor of (lost) love with English
Language (inherent since...

in utero), thus...infantile
asper taking shape without conscious
deliberation, though imbecile
appellation possibly affixed
as lasting impression,
perhaps even engendering hostile,

 

whereat no effort to exhort
unconditional acceptance of me guile
will transpire, cuz this chap
recognizes how tenuously fragile,

the online choice to remain a steadfast
virtual friendship quintessentially fissile

oft times casting the notion how facile
mine arrangement springs from one
core textured intellectual domicile

that houses persona of one docile
amphibious descendent, whose forebear,
yes twas a crocodile!