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As an underdog given a short leash on life
As an underdog given a short leash on life alternately titled give one targeted scapegoat a break, an unquenchable thirst for moolah before I wake from nightmare of computer hackers. I tread upon the oblate spheroid along the edge of night glistening like a blade runner wielding a knife. Dark shadows hoover from the outer limits of the twilight zone illuminating one bisel mashugana naked ape alienated and lost in space. An invisible umbilical cord tethers yours truly to planet earth, whereat sorry excuse for a human symbiotically uber twittering exhibiting more information about me than you dear reader wanted to know, a nameless anonymous poet pantomiming living social linkedin to webbed wide world a fool on the hill analogous to buzzfeeding as a prairie home companion wannabe and poet of Perkiomen Valley, who writes free verse frequently bordering (while housed in a noble barn) glommed on the side of melancholy. Now I take nine prescription medications to keep in check anxiety, dysthymia, obsessive/compulsive disorder, and palmar hyperhidrosis (excessive sweating of palms) where baseline difficulty coping with ordinary life demands such as joining the woke work a day world in general signaling to those who begat me to marvel at ingenuity of their sole son evincing capability to reap what he did sow regarding maintaining impressive curriculum vitae versus his poor track record peppered with barely passing lousy grades and reflecting deliberate intention to fail aborting native potential to succeed with flying colors wishing scores of decades later to retry and live vicariously thru elements of style exhibited by "star student" the first born daughter between himself and wife. The married status of mine one once upon a time mattress (early in our pre-marital months long honeymoon phase) connubial bliss now fraught with emotional and financial hardship, and yours truly (me) still afflicted with monetary woes exacerbated courtesy electronic highwayman/woman, who virtually robbed and pillaged my checking and savings accounts (by hook and crook incorporating Zelle), thus spurring a short spiel fostering a Caucasian, sexgenarian, and Unitarian Democrat to please supplement very meager cashed out resources of mine, whose modus operandi to supplicate with cents and sensibility, and pride without prejudice indicative of my modest demeanor.
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