My Name Is Catastrophe

Hell hath no replete replica like an Ohiohell memom memoboys dispelled with lovelessloss lorn laments measured in misgiven gravid neutral grautities of cool compromised cruel capsid cascades of dreary demented drowsy dump deep demented deny desires with wilfull wallowing in unsupposed not to be here herein two boys born to a numbnuts army husbodad and a WTF what is happening in/outside this family 50's acircle what comes next in the uneducated female nonintuition of a deaddad accidential with a pity piss payoff and a whatdoIdo **** attitude totally in reverse of an arkansas hope of upheaveal. GDMFSOB, who could I/we haVE BeeN in the assinine scheme of things with someone in an intersomewhateducated semistate of minimal MFconsciousness. We play the hand we are dealt in the vast unscheme of unness. WTF, and where/why does God take part and lessen a small boy's dream of donated dadhood by taking it away and leave him left to faulterflounder in a boyhood abyss. Dead, devoid, denied to the manmale circumstance of what the future folds to be delivered to doting descendents, like my three sons. with whom I struggled to shower, impart, enable, enbibe, instill, foster, enliven, and all that I did not experience yet faux provide with an inner soulsense to a measured milestone of mannered man manufactured love and tendered texture of all mine to give with that that is mustered macro from a micro counteanace of humocapped coperal deliverance. All's fair they say unless u have been there and then it's every man for himself---and then, I dare u to get in my way---------no holds barred, look out for I am a survivor, all the way. Hi, my name is Dave, and according to my grandparents, I wasn't supposed to live to be raised. Go figure.