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My Ebbing Physical Prowess and Strength Flows Away I
analogous to expending precious Air Supply embellishing, modifying, revising, et cetera a poem crafted about fourteen months ago. I take stock and revisit good ole days of yore quite conscious undeclared state of war prevails within body (Electric Light Orchestra) of troubadour, whereby creative juices did perforce pour forth as if sung by one man koor; now he haply seated at his Macbook Pro today April 29th, 2022 accompanied with Christopher Robin, Winnie the Pooh, and Eeyore. Since January thirteenth of this year (two thousand and twenty two), yours truly suddenly feels long in the tooth, i.e. auld, he whose decrepit body and gnarled hands ice cold senility and senescence doled rigor mortis virtuous vice grip extolled coronavirus (COVID-19) motherlode courtesy geomorphology dynamism fold analogous to discovered vein of mined gold grim reaper with scythe doth silently infold (in Old English, scythe spelled siðe) ore yonder church bell knolled anonymous beat nickles less, dime a dozen, day late and dollar short sexagenarian dropped out of Culture Club (any strong resemblance between said poet whose Grateful Dead head lolled, and once living person purely coincidental) death and decay, I lichen to mold meself finally nill and void nolde of unwanted excessive fleshy flab scant personal possessions outsold to highest bidder polled. Dead weatherbeaten and fatigued soul with absolute zero regret no longer being alive, immortality impossible mission to connive, especially when endurance and stamina took kamikaze nose dive formerly earthlinked buzzfeeding desiccated honeycomb hive in tandem with former anxiety riddled psyche need no longer worry his existence perfect example how hardship did misthrive death be not proud penultimate quest since adolescence (think anorexia nervosa) he did (unsuccessfully) strive.
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