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Bring back the horse and buggy

Automobile prohibitive maintenance costs pitches me pitifully begging for alms lamenting dog forsaken melon collie unpleasant circumstances pleading with outstretched palms disgraced to beg, perhaps donate major organ and/or entire body to ease vehicular qualms aha... methinks the missus could pose as ventriloquist after mortician embalms these lovely bones, but, hmm... even then post mortem agitation most likely becalms... Straitjacketed impasse finds yours truly going for broke to nurse our 2009 Hyundai Sonata, which monetary outlay doth yoke mine fate heading, née accelerating at ever increasing speed emitting plume of smoke which thick noxious exhaust would immediately choke any innocent wheel chaired, or ambulatory pedestrian, bicyclist (think Chernobyl), a nightmare that did woke. Mein kampf reduced between a rock and hard place analogous to trapped betwixt Scylla and Charybdis inadequate funds to purchase newer preowned car, nor paltry monies to erase utter nightmare, yes father did spring me unexpected mullah, yet the near future will menace this dirt poor aging baby boomer, and his moderately significant other, she too needs more than solace lacking gainful employment and financial resources, maybe brazen to broadcast such amidst digital populace such tsuris (Yiddish meaning trouble or woe; aggravation)... Just letting of figurative steam emblematic of this easily intimidated fellow with decent original (long "e") meme all throughout his life shouldered, or voluntarily stationed to sidelines courtesy crème de la crème topnotch competitors within human race attain the supposed "American dream" or similar facsimile thereof finding one fool on the hill gagging at extreme pauperism, yes mainly linkedin to series of unfortunate events (Lemony Snicket would ogle, envy chiefly hanker ring) hashtagging me more supreme regarding amassing adversity. Thank you stranger near or afar understanding how or why Sylvia Plath crafted The Bell Jar a cult classic, I would never attempt to duplicate, my par for the course literary contribution might... humph earn me one lone star if ever dabblings in scratching out feeble efforts courtesy this word Tsar.

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