Matthew Harris Poet Ballad

This Iz Not the Poem Part Deux

NOW WHIZ THE MOMENT TO PREPARE TO SCRUTINIZE
MY WRITTEN ATTEMPT AND HOPE MY OFFERTORY
DISTINCT FROM OTHER GALS N GUYS.

thankful to enjoy genesis of thoughts
from whence doth spring germ 
of an idea, that either takes root 
(exhibiting potential to live with 
arms strong) when just a tender 

vulnerable shoot (ephemeral as notes 
issuing from a magic flute)
within fifty plus shades of gray matter 
per this fifty plus year ole coot?

This need dull in haste tack 
search for source that gave rise 
per process to enable *****sapiens 
to think doth nag horse sense 
of this poet as he initially digs shallow, 

yet sometimes forced to spelunk 
into crawl space narrow and shallow, 
or shine laser focus into a chasm 
teetering on brink (hunting down 

gamesome elusive dodging catlike whims) 
out pace readied whorled wide net 
to capture alive agile rat fink unseen 
quiet as a mouse notion gives hardy fellow 
(quite a chase) scurrying thru micro
cosmic burrow of Manhattan skyscrapers 

at a blink, said quarry vanishes 
without a trace just as quick mental cogs 
and wheels generated riveting link 
connecting bot sized tinker toys pinging 

within cerebral cortex appearing random 
as nonsequiturs conscious kinks via 
distracting ability to latch onto awesome 
fleeting mindspace inducing minor frustration 
at lack of ability to nab (albeit painlessly) 

zinc shimmering insight cognizant ability 
likened to ode to Grecian urn vase frieze 
depicting ever closely captured thought 
process, cuz lifespan shorter than a wink 
king third eye blind comfortably numb beatle browser.

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