Grant this civil yankee to doodle till Lee gets blue in the face

blowing 99 red balloons April 9th, 2023

will signal 158 years since Appomattox
plus what would have been ninety sixth birth

of the late Boyce Brandon Harris,

whereby yours truly the biological byproduct

when secular parents of mine

simply following the dictum
constituting be fruitful and multiply.

(Alternately titled always look

on the bright side of life sang

courtesy Eric Idle in Life of Brian)

Armageddon would be morbidly amazing,
concluding (reign of Homo Sapiens)
fascinating albeit simultaneously

fantastic, catastrophic boon

dog gull to accompany
(this incognito sans,

spacesuit attired as bugs bunny

foolish faux rabbit, yup you reddit right

with netzero outlook)

amidst others eyed hop along

(like Cassidy) to find

amidst rubble strewn cocoon,

or perchance an arrid extra dry

armed hammer hotmail spelling

unrelenting radioactive

blown humungous earthlinked dune
daffy duck dynasty Don

trumpeting a brave (though

extremely foolish soul) weathering

fierce-some dust bowl

appearing like a ghoulish goon

vis a vis via global sand man

disallowing any inhabitant to be immune

whereat winter days

would mimic (nee far exceed)

those analogous to tropical June

day where nary species

of flora nor fauna,

which latter muffled cry

viz Clair De Lune
barely heard above blindingly pitched
(scoring major lunar home run)

when earth's moon

appeared to be batted,

snatched, and whacked -
piñata like casting

darkness at high noon

this out of other worldly debacle
(viz: a scene of apocalyptic,

cosmic and epic rune
from twilight zone re:

outer limits offsetting
sole millennial Gaia satellite

believed rigged forever)
which end of planetary

status quo came barreling along
sooner than expected, accompanied

by Gustav Holst The Planets

auspicious, eponymous, illustrious... tune
once Luna rung seismically,

titanic ally uprooted, violently wrenched
prior to crash landing at ground zero

rocked and rolled out of orbitz
before careering, and screaming

thru the atmosphere

analogous a full term baby
in utero yanked out of womb.

Though the above dynamic

gigantic jack-knifed nihilistic quantum

spectacular universal wreckage

sans the inner sphere of solar system

(known to mankind,

whose tenancy upon oblate spheroid

viz planet Earth did upstage

when said creature, an outlier),

whence even amidst the early
bipedal hominids didst throve a sage

no event (whether natural

or caused by human error),
would compare neither captcha,

when quaking, roiling, swarming,

teeming masses rage

against the machine

emasculated, jiggered, orchestrated

and wrought one after another

bloody war strewn page

onto once verdant terrestrial firmament

no way to measure nor gauge

the depth, length, scope of total

value eradicating any trace

of simian equipage

reducing arrogant, conceited,

egomaniacal, dotage

boot far-fetched

science fiction phenomena would
witness civilization captive

in their own technological cage

more to the point yours truly

self imprisoned barred bard,

(whose fleshy epidermis camouflaged beige)

tricked out with latest futuristic

technological “smart” sophistication

showcasing latest skin tight accouterment

a win for progressive

penal reform champions,

who feel a cannibal (accountable)

to stamp out anthropophage.