Eccentric kook's reasonable rhyme zigzags

Doggone poet laureate

wannabe his index finger wags

nonverbally naysaying those,

who doubt mine posthumous

fame and fortune, which snags

eternal renown within pantheon

of storied writers such foolhardiness nags

yours truly keeps bad company with hags

unemployed day after Halloween,

whose outsize egos deflate

analogous to activated airbags.

Apology in order implying

aforementioned slander of witches

despite abandoning (me) mummy for dead

subsequently necessitating zombies

of Sugar Hill rushing to ominous scene

doubled over while laughing in stitches

unwittingly jump/kick starting
slapstick spiel opening up

supporting improvisational pantomime niches

allowing, enabling, and providing opportunities

fostering the ability to ad lib:

abbreviation for Latin "ad libitum"

unexpected theatrical glitches.

Creative wordsmith frequently

replays silent film

constituting mein kampf

taking lock, stock and barrel
of untapped natural resources,

thus he tries to discipline himself

assigning mental, physical

and spiritual tasks

to challenge body, mind,

and spirit respectively

indifferent to superiority

of others similar talents
verily, specifically, and

particularly crafting poems.

I envy those considerably years

née decades younger where

access to sophisticated technology

offers ability to brainstorm with their

multitude of social media platform

nowadays mostly wireless paraphernalia

can launch instant webbed wide world

devout following bearing witness

to hypothetical individual

gratuitously emulating wing and a prayer

lest he/she disappoints,

hence experiencing unwelcome jeer

if not earning bajillion dollars

while still a babe at bosom

distraught and filled with despair.

Topsy turvy global times as sons

and daughters rake in predominant wealth

courtesy commodification of their name brand

if necessary utilizing

advertising subliminal stealth

messaging think uber twittering, snapchatting,

to lyft buzzfeeding, et cetera acclaim

documenting fitbit

hulu jimmying livingsocial

thru sickness and/or health.

Peculiarities (mine) hashtagged as weird

cause pecuniary circumstances

find me poor as a Unitarian Church mouse

yet if/when being triangulated by poverty

unexpectedly and suddenly squared

with windfall such as winning

the humongous Powerball
(October thirty first 2022)

strangers claiming kinship neared

brazenly approach unnamed sexagenarian

pencil neck geek long haired

attempting to become best buddies

literary endeavor feeble effort

conclusion blithely aired.