With scrunched and bushy furrowed brow I often ponder the precise circumstances that any thing 2 be born this way as a poker face Tracing back lineage of self or arbitrary individual unpredictable as the Dow Reckoning a series of events sustained life similar to sowing seed of corn Ruminating fragile nascent organism at mercy of fate flourished and how Taxing me mind how each score composed 4 each 2 toot their own horn Aware that just the slightest off beat fluke determined from millennia ago or now That particular organism – whether one celled entity or beings that can mourn The loss of kindred members – food for thought 4 able pledge marital vow Like this poet, whose presence a mere fluke of circumstances possibly torn At any point in the distant past rendering me absent hence unable 2 blubber only a barely audible guttural wow.
At what crapshoot of circumstances wrought Matthew Scott Harris 2 be Cognizant of self and the World Wide Web or follow threads back in time Albeit not more than a couple generations – whereby emigrants did flee From supposed eastern European swath in general finding you to rhyme For no reason, just as other creatures great or small occupy themselves with glee Or just groveling along at bare boned knuckle existence without a dime Less apt 2 own luxury of how Homo sapiens purportedly evolved from mon-key Whereby harsh ill fate tempts them into life of bad romance n crime When perhaps riches with kingly figures loomed large in their family tree.
Branching off way back when in the day Glorious personalities pop yule 8 ted genealogy 2 boot Twisting a tortured destiny some where along the way Setting stage 4 rags when once august ancestry buried in loot Yet tis quite frivolous to bemoan present woes or even pray To win lottery turning attention 2 how like our ancestral gingko or starring sally meander newt Dwelling in rich primordial egg drop soup wantonly in massive e bay Inexorably transformed (by dint of random how an drew dice did throw) per flora 2 take root As well fauna 2 mutate in2 species and genus on land 2 assay
Giving rise 2 variety and assortment of animals and plants And this one speck of flotsam in particular owns a passion 4 hands 2 contra dance Whereby others – from massive beasts to self taught amazing ants crying against the depredation of uncle sam Scurry hither and yon 2 and fro perhaps also contemplating genetic grants To be alive 4 a mere blink of an eye all due (in my view) 2 chance.
çhåråc†e® ske†çh øƒ må††hew sçø†† hå®®is! ™Born in Cincinnati that buckeye state January 13th 1959 – 57+ years to date A tangle of arms & legs testing lungs, which sounded great He kind of resembled a misshapen octopus with oval pate Glowering inxs of deep purple from blue mood being irate Thrust out the womb of Harriet Harris whom Boyce did date After courting this youngest Kuritsky kin whose ill-fate Whisked by grim reaper, which demise she did hate For her being imbued with vim and vinegar til illness ate Away her je nais sais quois personable maternal trait Evident during my boyhood reflected by her son of late As he too inches closer to his mortality and Hades gate Aware that each day ought to be cherished as the rate Of time courses down zip line where grim reaper does wait Attired in brand name hoodie swinging scythe across oblate Spheroid i.e. terrestrial firmament – though years some great Yet to be lived – trying to re cap cha childhood bliss b4 freight Train on a collision course toward self-destruction ala tete a tete With Anorexia Nervosa as thy then coveted deadly mate A brutal hellish spiral down in2 abysmal depths of despair did create Indelible psychological affects undermined existence I now equate writ horrendous emotional, physical n social gouge within pate Pledged troth ('bout 2+ decades ago), which spouse oft times berate For lack of expressed concern and attests schizoid psychic slate irrevocably seared and stunted natural development where I rate prepubescent, early adulthood mental illness did grate Against once boisterously playful innocent boy crushed potentate Only male heir from me deceased mother who tried to extirpate Mailer daemons who forged suicide pact and via voice did dictate Albeit without success, yet decry forsaken innate Experiences with female relationships off viz poisoned bait!
Down through the millennia grand armies have marched across plains of destruction. Battle cries forever lost in the ether, spilt blood absorb and recycled. Names of the warriors forever lost, unknown to the future. Civilizations have come and gone some
A toddler unrobes the secret of death. Modifies the circadian rhythm of honeybees, opens the daisy clock. Cage of tears. The virus had the acrid odour of sulphide. Decay. It never happened before. Spring was helpless. Primrose forgot to secrete
With my scrunched and bushy furrowed brow I often ponder the precise circumstances any thing to be born Tracing back lineage of self or arbitrary individual unpredictable as the Dow Reckoning a series of events sustained life similar to sowing