Divine Heathen Lurches Philosophical

Divine Heathen Lurches Philosophical long poem

Uploaded by Matthew Harris

index finger of left hand
(likened to Michelangelo
meticulously chiseling away
at marble block), this poe
whit attempts to coax (zealously
tap into his latent indivisible quo
shunt, sans self imposed

quotidian literary endeavor slow
lee witnessing, an emergent
reasonably satisfactory, though
hooping unbeknownst readers
(perchance even a scribe from Yugo
Slav via) will only resort
to lard out positive unsolicited feedback,

yet this scrivener well aware
bluntness evokes
fulfillment loud and clear
inflating jowly machismo thru ether
narcissist quintessential rabid glare
unpretentious vain warbling yakking

zither plucking boastful demonstrably
fatuous haughtily immodest luminaire
dismissively smug,
sans literary endeavor aye share
thus, tis one objective when attempting
to corral rampant thoughts,

(that charge hither and yon, to and fro)
at pace of greased lightening tear
chasing hash-tagged elusive
Smokey and the Bandit
imp posse sub bull
back to the future of 1977 year

temporarily abandoning awoke
motive, i.e. initial challenge,
viz going for broke
to sweat blood and tears
digging deep within noggin, or choke
myself if merely draw blanks

versus (beginners blind luck), and evoke
accolades accidentally
tapping into creative
(qua literary) mother lode
joining belle lettres authored folk,
whose metier comprises compendium

of alphabetized words
receiving surprising windfall
asper pig in a poke,
novel idea after nostrils emit smoke
the amazing dragon
within (sol fully bellows)
finding me to feign taking a smoke

aware fame and fortune,
where a written best seller brings renown
can essentially only be verbalized
as a pipe dream from this clown,
who best coon sitter
living hard scrapple

(scrabble playing) hand to mouth shuffling
along (the littered boulevard
of rejection slips)
wearing out one after
another of me buster brown

shoes, perhaps posthumously
gleaning raving reviews,
where famous names
amidst cadre (espousing
wife fours smiting
social injustices extant loose

zing potential harmonic convergence,
whether gentiles or Jews
throughout all foursquare corners
of the world wide web
an economic eclectic diaspora,
where underbelly of civilization
pay heaviest bloody dues!

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