LVI Elapsed October 17th's Bore Witness To A Girl Born With True Grit

tuss ben big goo me newt to write
and how though trite
thine complex edifice immersed in spite
which doth nobody any good RIGHT
hence hie exerted effort
from within this quite

mindful sib bull ling to detach himself from his own plight
and fashion attempt (however feeble) 
to complete before this night
a communique (my apologies if thee cognition strikes thee
with dumbfounded hard to comprehend patois), 
but perchance a mite

bit of the following - dashed off in a huff - epistle sheds light
on ceasing to ignore yourself (envious 
of yar fierce sticktowitness) scaling height
of apprehension (more insurmountable than any 
natural mountain peak, versus taking flight
and shuttering ye out of my humdrum life (orchestrated 
with mild sax and violins), yea not mooch to excite
but, this effort pressing fingers 
upon select keys eventually generated a byte
size message sent via FIOS fiber optic and mostly airtight.

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Tis with great difficulty birthday cheer proffered, when psyche still stung
by lash of acrimouny, calumny, effrontery, finality rung
humility indelicacy,...zealotry as if spoken with glee from your tongue.
unwise to sustain estrangement caws
each of us imperfect, aye kin attest mine past awash with flaws,
and admit crushing impact felt from others, especially late Zison inlaws
but, now yearly occasion of your birth opportunistic
despite being annexed by anxiety based on uncertain laws
sans human behavior, how ye might respond,
me owning modest kudos buffer as oopahs

to risk brokering a detente (which avoidance
toward thee) undermines cumulative, endearing hur rahs
visited times gone by, 
which recent past found me unstoppably gurgling
invariably vibrating uvulas
(yes, ja probably forgot, this bro' born
a mutant Ninja Turtle) xy awes,

speaking severe nasal sounds,
when exhalation boyhood memory draws
obvious twang – another ace in the hole for bullies –
gnashing identityguard where gauze
superfluous, and those hurtful ingrates lobbed words,
when they may as well swang fists at me upper and lower jaws,
though decades in the past, the imprimatur indeibly etched, 
yet stinging rebukes from maws
and faux paws trigger remembrance of things past 
(analogous to Post Traumatic Stress Disorder -

in my case countless acromonious, denigrating, execrable names
contributed to Schizoid Personality Disorder –
though predisposition for sundry mental illness
most likely incsribed within mom and pop sic cull genes),
now greater enlightenment reacting/responding to stress
comprehending my biology, chronology, ecology, geneaolgy 
(fyi – Amelie paid consultant at 23andme.com for blueprint 
denoting fabric housing jumbled, linkedin, nested past – 
results surprisingly showed 1% Neanderthal 
comprise inherited) psychology,
thus explaining insatiable hunger for bananas,
and intermittant urge to swing from tree to tree,

whereby I willingly accept arboreal, corporeal, 
generallly less than ideal traits
which pro active overtures arrest 
(without a warrant), contest, assent everest
(albeit metaphorically) satisfactorily 
extending virtual olive branch (pitted)
recognize immutable imposibility to confront 
excrutciating bygone feelings, 
this endeavor, a quest to test mine kempf zone, and endure

current flow of uneasiness (clammy
and sweaty hands fostered by andiety),
yet exorcizing mailer demons critical
to experience mindfullness, and requisite
to fast tract expeditious deliverence, 
whereat ye ought not be deprived
THIS SIBLING (HAN SOLE BROTHER)
WHOSE LOVE TOOTH HE 
(on account of dentures) DIDST OFTEN BESPEAK!