The Lunatic Inside Me Iz a Hen Pecking Noose Hens I

The majority of mine lxiii years 
expended delving deep into imagination,
yours truly escaped, loosed, thwarted... 
reality courtesy bookland
roaming cerebral cortex terra firmae 
did not amp pulley satiate
seemingly depression found me 
(an uncompetitive, oversensitive, 
intuitive, contemplative bookworm) 
with scrunched pate,
a day short and a dollar late

one dime a dozen lad
hood scrimp and scrape, 
a familiar pattern typified fate
viz - hand to mouth bleak 
how zing existence aye equate
extant throughout three score 
plus three years date
journeys round el sol, 
this varsity schlepper, procrastinator, 
malingerer did create
current emotional state 
mottled with sea henna tint
financial, emotional and 

psychosocial characteristics stint
aye serum eyes while 
in utero the blueprint 
indelibly etched analogous 
brand York Peppermint 
also analogous to musician 
recording tracks upon primed glint
ting digitized compact disc 
clear polycarbonate plastic substrate,
a reflective metallic layer, 
and a clear protective coating 
of acrylic plastic
breakable as flint.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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