April 5, 2023 – refracted reflections:

The following lines

haphazardly linkedin

slap dash fashion

over the course
of dazed and confused days,

therefore desist reading

any profound meaning
if you dear reader dare expend

energy and time perusing

meandering gibberish.

 

One mortal wedded male

pledged his troth and married gold,

thus Marigold (abbreviation of her name)

my monied imaginary paramour,

I willingly tasted sweetened deal

until milk of human kindness went sour,

whereat said benefactor

no longer ponied up funds

and didst reckon

eyes that espy wads of moolah.

She naysayed bequeathing

unlimited largesse,

and claimed over generous

financial beneficence

spurred misplaced

horse sense to go amiss
not thee holy grail

viz billeted, fortified,

lulled, and touted panacea

 

steeped with ushering bliss
delivering monetary salvation

analogous envisioning mirage

to an ephemeral lost horizon,
which illusory utopia

foolhardy to chase after
fostering long globe trotting criss

crossing all four square corners

across the oblate spheroid

in search of said golden manna,
experiencing das boot

jilted jack of alt raids

copacetic, fetishistic,

idiomatic...logogrammatic,
opportunistic, rhapsodic, universalistic...,

nevertheless despite surge

of clamoring sycophants

bajillion dollars windfall wordsmith

wishes himself subsequently

 

cursed bing flush

with ample legal tender

quite ad aware

regarding the over emphasis

on material trappings
courtesy the blitzkrieg of

mass media/ popular culture

and the adumbrated pleasure

of the leisure class

vis a vis his venerated holiness
trumpeted, encapsulated, and donned

conspicuous consumption

(tba as wasting away greenbacks)

SPCA adopted pet credo, ethos,

hot button western civilization polemics,
this hortatory expressed

by Thorstein Veblen
doth not miss

 

a figurative beat,

which American

not so shabby chic ethic

brought him as eminence grise -
though tongue in cheek he made Swiss

cheese out of the bulwark
constituting the capitalistic coda,
which I rarely sermonize, but tis

only this instance to beseech
whomever may anonymously

 

intercede on my behalf
to parlay voo any dollar figure -
since this LXIV year old papa

of two fully grown
darling daughters struggles
psychologically like the dickens

learning how to take broken wing,
and a prayer

to reinforce analogous fence of defiance,
yours truly uber twittering

one flew over the cuckoo's nest

birds of a feather stick together

meaning mine other half thee spouse
similarly tussles and wrestles

with psychological mailer daemons -
that snigger and laugh

at owning psychic landscape,
as similar malevolent depredations
infiltrate my mind –

ousted through the staff

 

of pharmaceutical wizards -

this chap relies on eight
prescription medications
to attain quality mental health
and receives social security disability
for incursions of anxiety, panic,
and social schizoid disorders

in years gone by exacerbated
by unceasing verbal black barbs

from mine invisible mistress - ha.