Wonderment At Existence

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.

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çhåråc†e® ske†çh øƒ m円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!
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