Cherry Tree Music Coop
Cherry Tree Music Co-op
(Saint Mary's Church -
3916 Locust Walk; City)
(Circa mid nineteen nineteen eighties
after the common lee
washed out tide dull era - CODA).
Naughty bits and pieces asper
an uneventful memory came back
in a flash prompted by a pop up,
(no...NOT the male organ),
which noisily did clack
in my mind, and (methought
hmm...a bit early in the season...
mebbe Santa and his reindeer
made a preseason debut),
just this morn'n
(a boot two plus months
from today October 20th, 2018)
tubby more exact,
but most likely giving me flack
that cerebral din...,
which would not abate?
just rusty cogs and cranky
gears nar fail'n to generate
causing a screeching grate
analogous to soundgarden filled
with 10,000 maniacs
hood did gyrate
ting amidst flickr ring erratic
my third eye blind
began to habituate
where illumination, sans
remembrance became clearer
apparently beckoning with
wings at the speed of sound,
sorely crying out
particularly in sore need
for me to partially hydrogenate
and/or elbow grease to lubricate
amp pull juice so I could intimate
more specifically, a flop
and embarrassing date
all but forgot till this very moment,
though nothing to equate
the heron now bird den sum present,
to become linkedin with ill fate
that Sunday evening approximately,
the half life of
carbon based organic
NON GMO matter -
Matthew Scott Harris
an awkwardly forced attempt
to foster acquaintanceship,
where gall didst grate
courtesy sans call of the wild,
which brazenness,
and faux brawniness
then, I now hate
and perhaps abysmal outcome
deserved of this then ingrate
okay, I pride myself
to take an interpersonal dare
shot thru with anxiety to broker
a conversation with an attractive gal
aesthetically pleasing with
medium length sandy colored hair
and upon asking, she told me
her name tubby Janet Houck
accompanied yours truly
back to his dorm room
where we did nothing but talk
(and learned her home
town matched my own)
suddenly feeling gun shy,
shrinking into an occupied
emotionally fortified wall -
hermetically sealed
with top brand caulk
and then...? I did balk
where former emboldened gutsiness
drained away from me,
cuz intimate liaison
golden opportunity
slipped away awk
word lee upended by
my pullulating nervous jabbering.
Copyright © Matthew Harris | Year Posted 2018
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