Spirit and sponsor sane sexagenarian scribe (and his spouse) to a Utopian country

rew4er2nail


He seeks (in tandem with the missus)
legal asylum in Canada...

New Brunswick, Newfoundland,
Nova Scotia, et cetera,
or any other socially
progressive European country,

and seriously ponders said scheme
to exit (stage door left) living social
within these United States,

when four score

plus days and seven minutes
from today November 19, 2024...


signals implementation of Project 2025:

Anyway said fantastical idea
to escape a worse fate
than the wrath of Kong
and dismemberment of vital
social security disability services I receive,

Medicare, and electronic benefit transfer
videlicet an electronic system
that allows state welfare departments
to issue benefits
via a magnetically encoded payment card
used in the United States.

 

No matter above iterated illusory pipe dream
essentially offers absolute zero probability

absent slim or fat chance

would find yours truly to plotz
if whimsical far fetched notion
constituting the stuff whet dreams are made -

namely how to expedite
spontaneous modus operandi to emigrate,
which initially materialized

(1003 days, 9 hours, and
32 minutes before 2024 election),

many months actually


more than a couple years before Trump
in league with Elon Musk took victory lap,
especially days before 2024 presidential election
swindled electorate by hook or crook,

one severely anxious American senior citizen,
now steels, girds, braces... himself,

while streaming media services

bridging, fording, navigating...

potential violent political malevolent maelstrom

in the offing since... Revolutionary War

finds nonestablishmentarian comfortably numb

currently sequestered within apartment unit b44.

 

Maybe good samaritan

would sponsor me

(affable wordsmith afflicted with anxiety)

and the loving wife,

I can imagine emigrating to the

second largest country in the world

on par with dying and being reborn

into idyllic and Edenic afterlife.

 

Lifelong Pennsylvania opportunistic resident

desirous to move away from capitalistic bust

mein kampf, a miserable existence

peppered, pockmarked, punctuated...

with adversity - subtracting instances

being exponentially nonplussed,

(which lifelong mental health

analogous to psychological rust)

leaves mine lovely bones

in (melancholy) dog I trust

eventually repurposed into ash

 

(since I will choose cremation)

an increasing eco-friendly choice,

cuz burial with casket and tombstone clash

with holistic humble paradigm,

but before transitioning into lifeless body,

an impetuous notion arises, a flash

in the pan far fetched whim

to craft reasonable rhyme

communicating intent to live abroad

amidst one of ten provinces

 

and three territories

constituting Canadian federation,

which genuine motive not emblematic

of huckster nor fraud,

nevertheless one run of the mill

garden variety Homo sapien flawed

yet he aims to dwell with citizens who applaud

voluntary simplicity likened and linkedin

belonging and hallmark characteristics

kickstarted intentional community,

 

where self sufficiency touted,

and physical labor de rigueur,

which lifestyle change

would rank as welcome adjustment

versus housed within Highland Manor

a quite reasonable single bedroom facility

yet devoid of stimulation

enervating body, mind spirit triage

of one ordinary human

who finds himself a mystery

 

within terrestrial firmament

and frequently feels in a feverish pitch

as tempus fugit whips

him around the sun

at a furious dizzying speed,
while he tenuously grips

with blistered hands

gripping sharp outcropping,

meanwhile his spindle shank legs splayed

and sprawled haphazardly across
the bombed out war zone.

 

Rather than get further

bogged down with inane zeal

I best steer clear
of further poetic poppycock
courtesy imaginary wheel,

thus the following pablum I unveil

nsync with titled malady all to real,

which plight involves hyperhidrosis

quite a debilitating ordeal,

 

especially when thinking

to pursue gainful employment

emphatically steadfast

and honest think (me,
a foo fighting beastie boy) leal

course this humble poetic communiqué
communicates (hyperbolically) embodiment
ideal if seeking to gain insight how I feel

about myself, a tense body
inept to perform handspring or cartwheel.

  • Author: rew4er2nail (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 19th, 2024 14:35
  • Category: Sociopolitical
  • Views: 2
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