Variations On A Theme...

of hodgepodge strewn helter skelter

wonky inviting reader to mentally swelter.

 

Ach'n (ache Ken and burn'n)
kickstarting existential and proverbial struggle

me species classified as generic muggle

analogous to entertainer

with namesake of yours truly

starring an out of world

stellar performer who doth juggle

regarding mein kampf,
who sports thrift store couture
NOT worn by Bellini, Paganini, Rossini...
Eeny Meany Miney Moe - si,
nor the three stooges tee hee hee
“woo-woo-woo!,” “soitenly!”

Punster mocker twill never cease

silly swill syllabification

meaning often twitching

inane written trend

not intending reader to offend
of mine will never abide where verboten

arbitrarily, indiscriminately, and understandably

recklessly flaunting usage

and re:noun sing gerund
only when...mortality brings life to an end
ike'n no longer defend,

and thankfully late mother of mine

Riley's life she chose NOT

in a million years to abend!

Thus...once again, (or...as per usual),

male gender nonconforming wordsmith derelict

defies nothing but obscure alphabetic logic

opportunistically, indiscriminately, and digitally

furiously cutting and pasting
discombobulated, disjointed, and displaced

outrageous images evoked

his invisible faux poetic mishmash pastiche
emulating emperor donning his new clothes

oblivious clothing apparel absent

 

despite stunned into silence observers

himself sovereign paraded

without being astute;
this poem iz also NOT a boot
ruminations visiting shortish nasty brute,
(he just learned how to walk

erect this morning)
referencing who else except this ole coot

while (cue in dolorous, ludicrous, and tenebrous
melody issued from

Mose Arts magic flute)

of course this complete fallacy
just smore hove my asinine

baseless, fruitless, witless, et cetera
at das receiving end damned
lifetime role, and goot
raw end of deal, sans docks side of
moon efficient intervention

more offal than glute
tee us expulsion trumpeted;

Teachers never gave a hoot

or proper fitting space age jumpsuit,

thenceforth viper got ramrod
rigid taut as jute
as they appeared oblivious,
how moost all classmates did loot

when I travelled (with my cute Malamute
outsize prairie dog like fine home
companion) to the outer limits

of the twilight zone,

 

which groovy farout signals
detected by vodafone

and desperate plea made
for aliens to abduct me asap
(receiving an affirmative
digital binary tone)

similarly couched courtesy of publishers,
unlike the negative responses,
predictably forecast, no complex koan
but clear as day -

inducing a slight inward moan,
which figurative slap in face
finding yours supine prone,
hence...a recurring well known
fantasy regarding plucking
this chicken (198920) heart lee
moss see jagged rolling stone;

as iced (sic culled) hood
reaper remained mute
and scythe lent,

 

whereat serpent (also known
in political circles as
Sally Salamander Newt
Gingrich) charmed goaded,
and relentlessly needled

a dam Eve with snake hushed snoot,

and wreaked havoc as root
of all misfortunate previous
to man/woman kind existence,
at expense emotional account, viz

cheap trick super tramping suit
reviled, renounced, and recanted
fully "FAKE" pre fabric hated

discombobulated trumpeting ill suit
head prevarications – more
cheeky effects, thus allowing,
enabling, and providing
adapt tub bull usage as zoot suit.