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Palm History Awash With Drips

Courtesy handy dandy palmar hyperhidrosis impossible mission to defeat except poe wet tickly even courtesy drysol. (Me slippery fingers slither, slip and slide splashing ala Jackson Pollock), sans slap dash experimental, swiftly tailored and harried writing style, yes on par with purging, spewing, venting...unexpurgated, unexpressed, unexplained... words, which this Engelbert Humperdinck singer/songwriter, (whose name inexplicably popped into the mind of this Dadaist) offers "FAKE" apology for any self inflicted, or sadomasochistic flagellated cranial contusions out of utter futility to make sense regarding following gobbledygook! GOOD LUCK! Mine groovy palmar flexion creases forever moistened by porous size damn leaking levees provoking deluge outranking Biblical flood - handy history (in miniature) replete with Ark keel logical artifacts discovered by hall n oats marked wainwright - about 10 stone and 5 pound huckster, circa Fin de siècle, when callous ten hooks (calisthenics, eh) caught without Noah shadow of a doubt proof positive by Matthew Scott, (amat sure his surname) linkedin to storied testament rivalling epic of Gilgamesh, nee the entire spoilers alerts since dawn of civilization writ small impossible mission to decipher indelibly etched, (what appear as Egyptian hieroglyphics), methinks his perspiration contains preservative agent, (a natural formaldehyde like substance) generated nsync to maintain eternal youthfulness, which stumps medical community, and earned him hashtagged "hotmail" (eagerly sought after human commodity), a blessing and curse palms plagued with chronic wetness, yet lines (little flushed streams of consciousness) rowed by itty bitty teensy weensy merry daydreamers harkens back when life held faint promise for scattered (contra) bands of bipedal hominids fiercely competing with trumpeting (Taj Mahal sized) beasts (donned tousled windswept hirsute trademark) Euclid heir'm barreling along barren steppes all around the one straggly mulberry bush, where one pensive monkey (protohuman) chased the weasel all around the world wide web.

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