this veritable unknown bad man in the mirror

would likewise beat it behind the mask

ben writhing in pain to feel best of joy

for (i can't make it) another day without billie jean

in this black or white

whirled wide webbed world

whereby hypnosis breaking news

like dangerous butterflies effects

ben tormented thus this earth song

time and again experience ye that doth

give in to me, sans like a loved one

gone to soon

but my spirit does want to heal the world

for tis only human nature

to feel claustrophobic shuttered in the closet

all a jam and smothered

yet...please keep the faith

and keep your head up

for tis much to soon

to erase off the wall memories

that perhaps one day in your life

pretty young thing, would will remember the time

happiness did roll and rock with you

like a rockin' robin, though now ye rankle

like a stranger in moscow

concluding supposed guardian angels

they do not care about us

minor bit players on the global stage

self reflection finds me wondering

if this is it blinded by unasked for fate

to be blinded in the limelight

haint no thriller

cuz...honestly, i wanna be startin' somethin' fresh

like...paris in springtime

then upon winter of moi descent

into the dimension beyond life

wondering if you will be there.

since becoming housed here since this year

july first two thousand and seventeen,

tubby more precise where

with thee missus, amidst bucolic environs,

(one could don underwear

Schwenksville, Pennsylvania zip code

trees abundant with leaves of grass spare

zip cone: one nine four seven three,

this resident doth not find queer

disproportionate amount of time, he spends never to overhear

the mostly soundproof walls inside apartment b44 assigned midyear,

one bedroom living social space gives ample opportunity

to assess linear ratcheting asper elderly folks inch along

chronological space/time continuum fragile as jasperware

many experience diminution of vital sensory organs,

and oft time cannot hear

even without television blasting away,

no doubt harboring anticipatory anxiey sans,

grim reaper's unannounced visit they fear

their non verbal body language, (when

aye espy and stride-rite past,

an old lady or man riding shotgun within wheel chair,

shuffling back where buffalo used to roam, or trudging

to common all purpose gathering place)

speaks volumes analogous to a frightened deer,

when caught blindsided, within bright lights

of an automobile 'ere

unsure which way to go, and dashing out

in the thick of evening rush hour traffic,

lacking notion, the figurative coast not clear

subsequently doe ting bucks killed, where birds of prey

thence loftily circle gracefully

gliding within upper atmospheric air

upon scrutinizing what doth appear

as hollowed out existence

induces me to de clear to maximize

utilizing each precious moment 'ere

before each major metaphorical cog and gear

frankly zaps, this dude looks like a lady,

cuz ah ma longish bedraggled hydrogen peroxide tinted hair

me haint give a rats ass what rumor mongers relish,

and behind me back jeer

Since old people lack for purposefulness tis unlike to leer

that one day (fast as snap of fingers),

lack of being ambulatory t'will be near

and upon limitation in physical functionality,

aye aim tip pear motivated to partake

of mental exercises just sitting on me rear.

prosaic prologues bewitch feeble minded scribe doth undertake

tend toward lugubriousness ring tone

for goodness sake echoing across,

a figurative lake woebegone, where quake

shutters latched storm windows,

clapped closed winter season didst make

physical environment lachrymose

analogous to imp pond durable dark lake,

where sits inside secluded hut,

this fledgling author named Jake

a former cub (scout) at a loss

to string together an aria

tomb other nature and NOT FAKE,

sepulchral paeon to divine Gaea,

Mother Earth especially incorporating

mutisyllabic (sesquipedalian) words,

which exertion on par with giving birth

(or so I guess), a particularly heavily pregnant laden dearth

of help mates, doubling demonstrably

deadly duty devoid of mirth totally tubular taxing toll,

an essentially unbearable

effort with bulging girth whereat digestion consumes

latent mental ambition, especially toasty warm near the hearth

which hitherto unknown to any reader

twas Xmas fabrication and fiction no crime committed,

nor animals harmed in the making of diction

aery necessary entrapping unsuspecting intellect

to comprehend somber benediction

unless perchance one lone wolf bait Oven English Major

with Westernization topped off

with a European debunaire suave acculturation

even luckier if hypothetical personage

dips daintily into forays epicurean,

though careful, and alert since church fathers

would frown on parsonage whose natural born ardor,

a spiritual abduction stealing austerity, complacency,

and objection toward forced irrational schemas

averse to abnegation unfair imposition

to foist upon pruriant predilection also impossible

to sequester arbitrary animal urges,

punishing call of the wild,

sowing seeds a beastial accusation considered averse,

then imposition contrition!

When the missus (i.e. wife, honey bunches of wheat squares, spouse, et cetera posed the following personal query rephrased in Matt's poppycock, psychobabble speak blah...blah...blah - “how do you react, when told x, y, z, persons cares about thee regarding thyself?”), no immediate response could be forthcoming.

The fill in the blank (asper family member, friend, perhaps relative...) seemed equally stupefying, no matter whose name switched within that parameter.

Hence, I sought out the sanctuary wherein the ancient Iranian-speaking prophet who taught innovations on religious traditions, what would develope into the religion of Zoroastrianism, and thus spake Zarathustra with me in utmost confidentiality, high fidelity, and privacy, whose buzzfeed ding cant be reiterated verbatim, but such argot best couched in pitter patter blather immediately idenfied as Matt-speak.

An emotional warmth emanates within me, when terms of endearment directed at yours truly. Unlike my totally tubularly uncomfortably numb teenage wasteland years (particularly the serious bout with anorexia nervosa, when the death defying sparring partner seemed closed to calling the shots), any flattering comment from a classmate peer aged pretty young thing, who suprisingly managed a feeble utterance out the mouth of severely anxious adolescent whose knees felt they would buckle underneath him, this middle liege serf (shackled to thee mastermind of sovereign banking persona within thine psyche), would be more emphatic at the positively pointed persiflage, and perchance feign to babble, blinker, or blubber complete “FAKE” embarassment. nowadays a similar commentary (addressing affinity, cupidity, ethnic gratuity) voiced via a relation or anonymous stranger, the pleasant ring of adoration toward this weather beaten ship of state would most likely generate a smile.

Unbeknowst to thyself why the dramatic disparity whence wife hoar other female would communicate commensurate elan, gladness, interest, et cetera prevails.

A greater (immeasurable, yet greater degree) self esteem most definitely much more pronounced page number two: these day of mine existence.

Self acceptance asper the many glaring weaknesses (at least to these myopic eyes). Less hankering engenders approval, commplimentary feedback, general inspiration from others.

When attuned to genuine heartwarming innuendoes, a warmth doth suffuse this body electric, and subsequent aspiration to curry, finagle, induce kindness motivates outlier quintessentially raising the value yin/yang ambition desiring gift.

Joy leavens my obdurate quality sensing uber worthiness yoked to individual accomplishments, which entail completing a writing assignment, reading a issue of TIME magazine (cover to cover), discoursing about meaty thought provoking topics, et cetera.

Along same or similar metaphorical vein incorporating pleasantries from (preferentially a gal of no specific creed, race, religion, and so on), no wedding gate crashing, roiling, quivering, pulsating, oozing, needling mandating liberating, kickstarting, jangles, invites horniness.

Thee libido of mine (pray tell) took a kamikaze nose dive soon after be prescribed a gamut of pharmacological reuptake inhibitor medications. Hence any reference averred (explicitly from the woman who pledged her troth and help beget two beautiful daughters) receives negligble sexual reaction.

Since the marked diminution of coitus, fellatio, insertion of vasogcongested phallus, la dee da, I vouchsafe that intercourse occurs with this primate as often on par with a feckless gecko, a generic eunoch, or geode, which translates as a zero cum game depriving thee bride from twenty plus years ago, who probably gets frustrated to infrequently savoring verboten fruit.

High athwart global sphere planet Earth doth app pear

tubby totally tubular as a mere twinkling gem devoid of lesions

from hare brained schemes to exploit near Gaea, where

legions of self aggrandizement tear ring

into all four corners of terrestrial firmae orb queer

hull us wreaking indiscriminate havoc,

yet blithe dismissal mare ring greedily inducing

brass knuckle sandwich lobbed punches punctuating each pugilisitc

jude dee ish us punch with denunciatory jeer

accompanied in situ with a malicious glare

destroying staunch eco-friendly advocates tabulated violations

kept under lock and key within filing cabinet dossier

to hell rants Donald Trump and his miscreants

in reference viz those “FAKE” defiant, hippo critical

defenders of Earth, wind, fire, and air

subject to rampant wanton (soup per)

discrediting substantiated scientifically airtight conclusion,

sans irrefutable linkedin cause and effect

against human perpetrators rampant environmental abuse

pegged since that first Margarita signaled industrial age

crowdsourcing, crowing, crowning deuce ex machina

leveling landscape until scoured bowels

of oblate spheroid glacis loose to wring and extract

sought after mineral wealth essentially wrenching, hammering,

nailing cinch, which global gem analogous to affixing polarized noose

specific metals deemed precious

justifying reckless ramifications thin as gruel excuse,

whereat said esteemed Mother Nature privy ledges

sheared to extract vis a vis akin to a sluice

industrial machinations insyc dynamited, sheared,

sound blasted to rob (point blank

with no criminal sentence), especially when conglomerate

conspiratorial corporations violated most every truce

boot at bottom, any vow to tender flora and fauna,

a dead letter steeped in violations ruse vitiated

prior drafted conservation pacts signed, sealed

and delivered with “faux” obeissance

uttering lame excuse in an effort to squeeze and seize

(by aggressive means if necessary), the goose

that laid golden eggs intended to line deep purple pockets –

brushing aside accusations with VAMOOSE,

particularly to marginilized Native Americans

already a shadow of their former glory,

but production even at the expense of slo-mo

genocide annihilation a road block

to sought after mineral deposits juiced

waiting for opportunity to rake landscape

bare as the Moon (with a eh “No big deal attitude)”

indiscriminately sowing seeds of bleakness, via uprooting, scraping,

and pulverizing plants and animals

such as Bull Winkle the moose and crown

such egregious destruction claimed as righteousness

purportedly pinpointed within religious texts

to render unto haven of innocent creatures,

and other organic life, the God sent email

to reduce once resplendent oblate spheroid,

now nothing but a wasteland even a nightmare to Doctor Zeus!

upon contemplating how to accessa lapsed half century woolworth

didst weigh more'n five and dime

afore i hove up existential ante bell and clapper journeys

truncated, predicated, conjugated on abundant buoyant chant

eyelids gently shuttered while seated in an easy chair,

a grant from anonymously disposed rubbish

to schlep this accoutrement did enduce a pant

cuz, this mid dull ledged papa no spring rooster,

and now easily became ensconced with scant exertion

enveloped within comfortably numb meditative state tant

a mount to hypnosis, which quickly quietly,

and quintessentially evoked bliss stirred wordsmith hood succomb

to an altered state, analogous to virtual reality, a hiss

ability sans, remembrance of things past,

whereby with negligible mental effort wuss

sold magical mindbending arch, whereat a

(rainbow like emulation mode), this miss sing Whoosh DID NOT require

much cerebral exertion from me to pry loose avast treasure trove

of locked precious childhood memories

visited by hindsight aye could see long since stowed away,

yet methought Xmas theme would re

mind this baby boomer prithee (encased in nearly inpenetrable

thick gauzy cobwebs, and huge droning spy ware spiders did flee thence,

with a figurative brush of hand, a simulacrum curtain

pulled back, whence glee son shone vis a vis, cuz,

an illusory chink of light shed forth where he

upon forgotten one favorite nursery rhyme lyrics,

which faux holographic beam recollected

as if momentarily carried back to me own ole Virginny

hide deem stood atop raised causeway immersed

golden raiment trickling threnody ream hinged present

with distant past, that temporarily static surreal moment in time stream

the best part of existence, thence I became alive

from dormant state, an anachronistic meme now,

asper the following afore alluded ditty hie

now aim harmoniously exultant exuding

humming bird of a boy, whose unspoken name

means gift, how came I to share such minutiae

(when original intent bespoke zeroing to ground zero,

when this ache king hippie merely thought

to elaborate about Christmas excitement then),

which unexpected meandering bore me aloft back

to nursery school days and didst claim thine parents on namesake,

which elated mood in tandem with real or imagined gurgling did frame

that moment reminded vision of particular words

and simple tune sang during along as a game

with make believe friends Harnie and Dinnie,

who would coon sitter this poem lame joie de vivire,

way before existence teetered and tottered

the brink of self shame, whence psychological snowball effect,

no rhyme nor reason could tame!

Now adieu whilst rickey rockety quirky one man team

doth recite the words while reveling poignantly

this pastiche long an unraveled seam

row row row your boat gently down the stream

merrily merrily merrily merrily life is but a dream.

This hunger artist cannot read fast enough to satiate an immense appetite and unquenchable thirst to acquire learning from the millenniums fount of cumulative chance revelations (or deliberate intent to validate a premise vis a vis via investigative research), thus unwittingly setting alight an intense inquisitiveness sans this curious George primate experienced the equivalent of mental priaprism), whose every waking hour, (when not tending toward the basic needs for survival as a seemingly foreigner in this helter skelter, madcap, slaphappy, whirled wide web) expended to enrich the yawping immeasurable volume this fist size shrouded within skull and cross bones, a vast scope of innumerable chunks of fascinating, fortifying, and fulfilling various subject matters, that when persued to an approximate logical conclusion.

These sundry shiny, salutary nuggest of wisdom send a surge within this white knight of orgasmic sensations coursing throughout each neuron and axon of this gourmand famished for (imagine if you will) overflowing platters full of juicy, fruity, and bounty tea full volumes of incredible edible raw bit size (since thy upper denture functions most satisfactorily with byte size tidbits of savory, tasty, ultimately vaunted mouthwatering tidbits teasing me to such fancyfeast (as one godaddy) heightening inexplicable joie de vivre keen longing making tongue lick lips in anticipation to partake from smorgasboard of expansive culinatary cuisines.

Though nada lick of evidence concluded that hair color plays a role, (especially plait tin ham), I chose an arbitrary (without arbitration, deliberation, or genuflection) hair raising experiment to be blonde courtesy of hydrogen peroxide as a last ditch effort to increase the rate my noggin can absorb page after page of sought after printed information, less to impress anybody, but more so to satisfy an incessantly voracious yen to understand, which (as a minor side effect) increases the weight of thine fifty plus shades of gray cerebral matter.

Thee correlation asper whether a lighter tinted non natural tone of genetically decreed follicles (sprouting within Ziegfield follies like tender brownian growth thread wide spindles in the case of myself), I certainly experienced, invited, and measured quantifiable uptick in incidents involving being queried as a schnorrer in a city where the streets lack any names) adorning straggly strands striving superiorly (regaling this uber ville wondrous tourist) with crackling, popping, and snapping electrical charges, which (as a side note) allow, enable and provide a pronounced ability, whereby contests of pages gets vacuumed within a blink of an eye to imbibe (without any adverse reaction of heady inebriation jeopardizing body, mind or sprit of Brexit ting away from eye Yankee doo dill confounding basic auburn zillions of tough proteins called keratin.

Hopefully this answers a question addressed from thine yougest of two sisters (who questioned the if wondered the decision to apply a healthy dose of hydrogen peroxide upon tippy top of this egghead, which some obvious non-permanent lighter tinged mop top), may know what prodded this peculiar hair brained schema.

A head strong likelihood, she will still puzzle over a quasi-understandable rash motive, and deduce this sole brother, as being a bit fried, scrambled, or poached.

This never ending ongoing everquest for amassing as much valuable dollops of knowledge (carnal and otherwise) only guesses that a seed spore got planted when this Homo Sapien a whippersnapper and germinated over the ensuing decades – almost LX in Roman numerals – never to abate, but increasing in intensity from birth til this very instance.

A postulate could be stated (without being matter of factly proven asper my weight in dandruff flakes, nor simulated), that this sudden impulsive whim to sprinkle (and daub here and there) indiscriminate areas along my astymmetcially butchered, cropped, dreaded (self scissored) topiary.

The resultant micro-environmental impact (asper this miniscule oblate spheroid papa's putty fil led thinker) interestingly enough seems to evince an infinitesimal markedup, quickened, torqued, undeniable value whereat X-rays reveal more vibrant encased hemispheric hotbed humming with what (experts studying spongiform material) vouchsafe as a most definite smidgen spike, where the art of literary creativity concerned.

Who knows whoat might happen if this generic, idiotic, kinetic (Medtronic sponsored endeavor) if this Dharma bum (albeit harmless, nameless, and senseless) might choose a glow in the dark hot pink hue as stimulating the literary goal of yours truly to experience increased sparks of literary output.

Now that this atypical, decimal edging fifty nine January thirteenths (comb two thousand and eighteen) seems to dabble in harmless, meaningless, rudderless oar a tour rick hull whatsapp pro pre yet to him, other family members, friends, strangers, et cetera) might make a mental note (by Jeeves) to keep their distance lest me erratic, frenetic, kinetic lunatic quirkiness could be contagious, which reclusive quality pleases me.

This disengagement with the human population at large, or one lone hearts club bandy legged music- m inded Beatle browed cretin with diametrically oppossed tenets to the status quo translates into increased hours to whittle wordsworth vacuous, vapid vernacular verses, especially ideal for any rabbit breader to spend without contributing to his/her purpose driven life, YES this bit of yikyak paddy whack give snoop doggy dog a bone a near perfectly splashed valueless yacking burst of baloney.

Mayan lee ripple lye would be that some itty bitty teensy weensy cognitive entertainment galvanized internal kickstarter making occular quest striving to vacuum up weasly, wordy, windy...woeful demonstration of inetptitude here to avoid reading any subsequent material birthed via this author.

Much more blather could be spun forth on par with total fluff er nutter filler, this word wrangler could find himself a New York Times best seller at the expense of dying his wavy locks an off beat color of red, white and blue to be excoriated, lambasted and vilified, yet proud to be an American!

This tender as tinder, twittering thought provoking, tumblr (from the instagramming, shutterflying, snapchatting chattering chap), tries to accrue a treasure trove of thoroughly mind bending mental fodder.

Upon said food for thought aperitif, I srcupulously scrutinize, catalyze, analyze, et cetera any unfamiliar piece de la resistance information.

Such novel discovery of datum (acquired thru never tiring exercise of reading, or perchance overheard mentioned by another) undergoes rigorous mortise and tenonvetting process before being welcomed aboard my subatomic size mini Leviathan, where a trial period of observation elapses before this alien bric a brac subsumed under the auspices of the designated driver who unloads the contents.

prior to passing thru cervix, buck naked bare this grandson of Aaron,

the sole heir foreshortened to Sol Aire

evinced (as shown via ultra sound),

which at birth became crystal clear, an obsessive compulsive prone

human being, endearingly cute as a baby monkey

possessed fear some countenance tipping the scales needled gear

greater or lesser than seven pounds (minus or plus a few ounces)

with a mass of dreaklocked hair, otherwise

a gangly sack of many a lovely bone, whereat obstetricians,

could not help himself but jeer

thus upon exiting birth cana; found him twirling loose

kinky follicular fibers accord ding to medical records,

a combination of his being bored

(with a really lee super strong arm penchant)

to sport dreadlocks, tough as hemp cord,

an anomaly, which no app could com pare,

boot nonetheless highly adored

resembling inimitable indestructible filaments,

when taut could lift off the ground a board dillow,

which no reference manual could address

even topnotch experts queried, could not explain

outrageous constituent rare lee if never seen before, though still insured,

a novel boot nada so critical freak of nature ma lord

hirsute component part in a triple tier moored

substantial pressure upon the head,

entwining, looping, spilling somehow

interweaving umbilical cord

into a mass of whirled wide webbed wear suitable

for four seasons, which bamboozled,

grew like Kudzu into an immense globular mass galore

('bout the size of Rhose Island)

after one year hoar more, and wove in part from stem cell threads,

nor ceased proliferating after birth placenta

accrued intact and immediately put in cold store

room, a by very peculiar product tinged

with strands of blond hair

evoking how lioness would

roar coccooning, contriving, and conveying this tiny dude

into a self concocted hermetically sealed giant spore

miniature mummy, who without doubt

looked like a lady bug hide entombment

able to survive thermonuclear war

as a minor subsequent repercussion

the downy side understood, impeterable forest

filched countless growing years, without jest ting,

when figurative messed

hair em scare em bedlam reigned as a supreme nest

shrieking obsessed invisible hoodlums broke free

from their electric kool aid acid test

from maximum security solitary confinement

in vestment for naught (busting andirons weighing down

with reinforced steel trapdoor cladding

didst not bar compulsive banshee like imps of thee pervert,

but merely slow down

miniscule limbs emulated a hitch hiker thumb

upon will could assume the Alaska Bull Worm sized

Albatross shaped achorage)

unsinkable (short term) screaming, rebelling, quaking,

atomic sized banshee beastie boys et cetera with fiery zest.

this own lee bro' thar of yars dashed analogously graced

on par how a marathon runner raced

to Macbook Pro laptop computer post haste

soon as he goat back

to his domicile nestled and encased

in the bucolic, democratic, and fantastic spit non defaced

woodland partially hydrogenated oils baste

surrounding Highland Manor Apartment our ace

in the hole, whence he i.e. mice elf (Matty Mouse)

with threads of gratitude laced

within a feeble attempt

to burble, cobble, fiddle, easy as gravy,

an insrutable letter placed in the output queue

soon as all the typo O graphical errors erased,

and, though struggle to convey love

for such an endearing older sister,

which digitally squawking,

aye did not cut and paste boot doth admit to allowing,

a saucy bit of small potatoes sayest

in ma trademark (truemark)

stuffing of fluffernutter (that taste) G---R---R---E---E---A---A---T

(courtesy of flaky Tony the corny tiger),

which gimmerish aims to waste

juiced spare moments, and tubby direct,

earnest and frank lemme communicate without resorting

to caginess, but free roaming thoughts

to thank ye and Rich for welcoming a small group

of family and friends to your Woodbury, New Jersey abode,

somewhat near Redbank to relish the salad days of times gone by,

when as kids, we tricked each other with a harmless prank

such as hiding a fuzzy wuzzy Willie,

or scaring the other with the molded Creepy People,

that doth rank as laughably innocent, these topsy turvy times,

when faith no more eroded cameraderie,

among fellow Americans to tank especially as the world wide web

iz going to fill in the BLANK thus moments to share

a tasty repast did help me to crank out this artichoked gibberish,

which when placed atop pyramid of cranberries sank.

as didst this heart of darkness

within soul asylum of papa and momma genes

to two beautiful young women

re: daughters, whose absence

felt as gloomy fiends similar to the Ogre encountered,

when goose that laid golden egg stolen

by Jack of beanstalk

of story book fame as a cash cow means.

Sorry for the delay. I was busy.

I'm still alone. U?

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zealotry yawping within un

pretentious sporty, quirky, 

oddly, manly, kooky, impisly, gummy, 

edgy, dorky, cocky, belly airs

to disseminate, a quick 

literary flourishing brushstroke 

no on nest to dog lie 'n, tie gears 

(tigers) boot this chap bears,

who copped, dropped, 

plopped out of college devoid of any careers,

and wandered the globe after 

searching classifieds for reign leaderless deers,

this buck rogers wannabe could be doe ting, 

and assist sleigh get off the ground 

on account of his Dumbo ears,

despite abomination, hesitation, and trepidation 

to push comfort zone and exposure therapy skyward 

in order to over nervousness about being in high places 

plus countless other fears, 

and an extreme intervention measure considered, 

would be brain transplanat with that of another, 

whose mental cogs and gears

and a canine like audibility acute as a hares

means to sprint at light speed if senses 

being caught in the cross hairs of a gun barrel, 

whose fate doomed demise almost insnares,

yet PETA type person would loathe any jeers

if any animal alluded to characterized 

heading toward harm

and in reality, this heir, 

who favors knitwears

with pink frilly (“I HATE BOYS”) panties, 

would put his measly life on the line,

cuz aye believe every creature own right to live, 

whether they dwell in damn trees or underground lairs,

oh..., or kept in stable condition 

of ca horse hi mean mares,

a barn strewn with hay during the day 

to fend off pitch black ominous sounds 

Equus ferus caballus (Hardy 

as a mountain Laurel), 

but quite susceptible to nightmares

thus some veteranarians strongly suggest 

cloth eye elastic lined ocular shades, 

but please make sure Mister Ed, 

or his ilk doth newt overhears.

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addy ewe - matthew scott harris