Email Poem

Your IP Address: 3.17.70.182

Your Email Address:

To Email Address:

Subject

Personal Note:

Poem Title:

Poem

sans to stand proud and tall 
   (all five and a half feet, but blunted maximum height 
   topped off just shy of seventy inches - 
   in reference to yours truly) against bullies

to this very day such emotional repercussions congeal
asper anxiety, obsessive compulsive disorder, panic..., 
   which physiological symptoms served psyche not to feel
and only of late (particularly with daily intake of about 
   a half doe zen pharmacological prescription medications
 
   do check and induce schizoid personality disorder 
   (the diagnosis encompassing, 
   the gamut mental health issues) to heel
akin to a well trained service dog, which fractured 

   psychological state i.e. garrison to pitch and toss 
   upon the precarious tipping point i.e. 
   surpassing the tipping point, 
   where thy body electric doth keel, 

which precarious state finds me socially awkward, 
   and off kilter, and maybe this chap 
   ought to take a page 
   from professional athletes facebook playbook, 
   and take a knee qua to kneel 

hence this improvisational explanation 
   why yours truly felt discombobulated 
   to attend the recently held reunion, 
   now aye wanna axe something serious, and fur real,

which essentially constitutes whether 
   a current list of 1977 students, 
   who received their high school diploma 
   could be sent to me, whereby at least one alumni 
   could buffer end this contemplative, intuitive, 
   and pence eave guttersnipe wannabe with zeal.

hie haint gonna hold ma breath, 
   nor wait fir any religious chief such as allah
boot nothing ventured...blah...blah...blog...blog...

CAPTCHA Preview

Type the characters you see in the picture

Required