November second two thousand twenty two...

abuzz with Autumnal thrum

Approximately six weeks since August sum
er re: lazy dog days witnessed lolling about

sipping cocktails, whose primary ingredient rum

pulled and sated esophageal tract nsync

with thirstily quaffing Slivovitz plum

wine to experience becoming comfortably numb

inebriate of air also suffused mine being

keeping yours truly mum

envious fauna simply exist

oblivious to earn an income.

Divine myriad biota amidst
heavenly Lily of the valley
(Convallaria majalis),
he didst imaginatively greet
Edenic heavenly terra
incognita immeasurably sweet

nature's ensemble proffering
Gaia's quintessential orchestration

resplendent sensational treat

natural splendour regaling,
this fellow wayfarer
happenstance gifted autochthonous peoples

espied proud specimens unobtrusive
planted armada, viz sleek bodies fleet,
of foot while me accidentally
risking, schlepping, traipsing... offbeat
winessed unschooled tribe,
yet verily synchronized,

primed, muscled... athlete
their soundless rhythmic swiftly tailored
flit to and fro upon poetic
unshod calloused feet

carefully, gingerly, lightly...

I shod dully tread nsync

toward drumlins upbeat

mouthing, kneading, imbibing... glorious
ebullient choral unadulterated feat

extemporaneously kickstarting crisp and neat
pow hour full rhythm across
analogous macroscopic excellent spreadsheet

inducing their sonorous symphonic
roundelay unfamiliar tweet,

whereby flora and fauna future meal to eat
oblivious regarding mine seat

dated existence, which quiescent aesthete,

one run of the mill human basked,

frolicked, luxuriated, tasted... complete
as once innocent hymnals kindled atrocity
this observer, spectator aghast white as sheet,
how civilization's machinations didst deplete

terrestrial firmament within one fell stroke

eradicated once pristine unbroken

promises chiseled to cheat

rightful owners expansive swath
over yonder til ocean and land did meet

Europeans scoured seas one after another
lumbering bulwarked fleet

exhausting resources while simultaneous

mowing down aborigines
grotesquely analogous harvesting wheat

indiscriminate deliberate genocide
decimating indigenous tribes beat
defenseless against microbial
weapons of mass destruction,

thus only within third blind eye
courtesy invisible as one paleface (me)

who sports tenderfeet
and gnarly growing toenails

strictly envisioned Perkiomen Valley
once abundantly populated
with ample game during cold and/or heat
paradise unbroken stretched hinterland,

where the streets have no name
and native people's place names

mock to pay hollow tribute,
where native peoples no longer replete

vinyl city amidst graveyard
lovely bones turned to dust
paved over by Mainstreet.