Daylight Savings Time 2023...

in Pennsylvania will begin at 2:00 AM
on Sunday, March twelfth

and moost likely will impact

min-née-ute effect on me
a run of the mill on the Floss
amazingly gracefully aging

long haired pencil necked geek,

who welcomes increased photons.

 

Just moments ago, a dawning realization

arose within this sol son begat

from ma late mother

and then (when following poem written)

octogenarian widower father,
(me papa passed away
since date this poem written)

oh..no nothing cat

tuss strophic, boot merely the revelation,

how fist bumping

dee clocks hour hand ahead

remembered by dat

 

dog gone refrain

spring ahead, and fall back,

this unemployed chap

doth down play eclat
attests that his quotidian

schedule minimally affected

holed up here in Highland Manor named flat

roomy enough for thyself, the Missus,

and buzzfeed ding fruit flies

each fuzz beating insect
approximately the size of a gnat

a minor nuisance, though tolerable

within this appealing habitat

 

where minor inconvenience experienced

by this Schwenksville, Pennsylvania resident
cuz as a recipient

of social security disability

(social anxiety) this psyche didst get rent
which fixed (unearned) income budgeted

and predominantly costs

of living money spent
hence no need to arise

bright tailed and bushy eyed,

a freedom akin

 

to festive folks camped out in a tent,
which exemption immunizes

this doodle ling middle aged

muddle brained chap subject ranting

early morning drivers,

who angrily, frenetically,

and splenetically rant and vent

thus, the tendency, piquancy, and lunacy

to twitter (for the Yardbirds),
and keep company

with night owls, who went
a hooting for all the world wide web

 

to hear, whence straw dawgs Bach,

the exact number of hours, yer oblivious

to the tight rigorous mortised schedule

manned by Mister Clock,

essentially foisting on bread winners,

an abstract artificial construct spurring

madcap commuters to scurry in the rat race,

lest tardiness could cost

more than ham iz zone whole paycheck

(to ap pier with permanent dock

hue ment aye shun),

an unwonted blot add hock

king worry about getting canned -

i.e. on permanent furlough,

perhaps forced into a life of crime,

yet if caught...

courtesy strapping jock
wasting away in a jail cell

as warden turns the lock

one redeeming factor,

would offer opportunity to mock
management, and more pertinently

mandate to rock
and roll to the incessant muted,
yet devastatingly loud tick tock.