Whew! Paid up with monthly bill...

but the reprieve short lived.

Now if only I could live off the grid
cuz cost of living twenty six years
into the twenty first century
necessitates so much energy
powered by computer technology
with what appears
as inevitable artificial intelligence
leaves a void impossible mission to fulfill
reading my modus operandi to escape nil

chance of winning the lottery
meanwhile the guest writer for tonight
November 2026, but flat broke
delivers temporary respite
and escape from impecuniousness.

I try to be procreative when scheming
how to earn money
before yours truly
(me – a former sea man -
who lived a dick-ken-zion life
refer to previous poem)
doth like the celebrated
jumping frog of
Calaverus County will croak
where the missus would be high and dry

lack of legal tender,
no income, not a penny to her name,
thus she relies on my
monthly social security
disability electronic deposit,
and though healthy as an oxymoron,
we lack life insurance
in the event of either of us
succumbing to a sudden deathstroke

and no, this email no plug
for an unspecified random
philanthropic blank check

carte blanch, nor sympathy
(except for the devil)
doth this rolling stone,
who gathers no moss -
(or hart tilly any) wants to evoke

cuz at heart, the author
of these words linkedin
too many generations of humble folk

once upon a time considered
me – ha being a sex pistol,
but that fantasy in xx or xy
amount of time, no sooner did come
than instantaneously petered out
and vanished in gunsmoke,

and the following lines
of verse spontaneously burst forth
like blazing saddles
with brilliance upon the scene like lightning

silhouetting what appeared

as pinterest whatsapp pinned
to spark this poem and manifesting
as the first of the three spirits

(following the visit
of Jacob Marley)
to haunt the miserly Ebenezer Scrooge

as well the canine ghosts
of Ruff and Teddy
medium sized dogs,
youngest sister Shari Harris-Dunning
found a sweet spot id est my papa,
methinks perhaps they got maltreated
courtesy cacophony of loud sounds,
nevertheless they got scared of thunder,

(whose spirits must be shaking in hog de(a)von
something offal on account
of a severe storm earlier this afternoon
now less than sixty minutes
before the bewitching hour of November 13th
where dark shadows
emulated the edge of night
swiftly tailored harried styled

hinted of an episode of the outer limits

of the twilight zone
warning issued moments ago
on the November twelfth night
rumbling courtesy soundcloud
even scaring the sh*t out of me
thus four legged emotional support animals
tended to void where prohibited
and accidentally left a stool sample
to do their business inside,
yet did not get reprimanded
an exception to the rule
though totally tubular
potty trained since pups to use toilet
yes essentially housebroke,

and believe me you,
one or both pooches
used to hold up
right paw and invoke
to plead the fifth which amendment,

neither hand needs to be raised
when pleading the Fifth Amendment,
as invoking right
against self-incrimination,
a verbal act rather than
a physical gesture,
while raising the right hand
a common courtroom custom used
when taking an oath to tell the truth,
the whole truth so help me dog,
but no hand gesture is legally
required to assert
your constitutional rights,
which urbane paucity
for those discriminated against,
but injustice turns a third eye blind
the underclass haint no joke

and hopefully legislation
with the blue tsunami wave,
could become effective
after a singular keystroke
allowing, enabling, and promoting
socially progressive measures,
which supposed endeavors

unwittingly undertaken by
the renown fake mortician Leeuwenhoek
most commonly re:furred
to Antonie van Leeuwenhoek
(1632–1723), a self-taught
Dutch tradesman and scientist
widely known as
the "father of microbiology."

A part-time income
would be a boon
aside from chump change to alleviate
feeling like a dime
dozen penniless goon
those twenty hours per week
(paying less than minimum wage)
at GoodWill Thrift store
in Trappe, Pennsylvania
would be analagous
to a twist and shout of fate
and find man
(who plays knick knack
paddy whack...) over the moon.