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Almost three years ago from today December 20th, 2022

Almost three years ago from today December 20th, 2022

self quarantined misanthrope...
pitched into purgatory wham!

Ably cane resign eternal damnation (mine)
courtesy devil specially engraved telegram
prestidigitation found me vanishing shazam,
without a trace I
disappeared in thin air voila
Earthly travails
atop horns of dilemma ram
into me buttucks
pitching yours truly ma'am

hoisted courtesy
my own petard sheepishly wool
ewe (red dully)
bull heave human bug eyed
recalcitrant specimen
(me) nonetheless lamb
basted skewered (think
shish kabob) log jam
succinctly described
helplessness to preserve
ultimately repurposed
into green eggs and ham
harmless recluse
no more valuable than flotsam.

Grant simple wish
to withdraw into hermitage
coronavirus (COVID-19)
just desserts we wage
us Homo sapiens on trial
across web world stage
severely misappropriating
Earthly resources rage
understandable Gaia
she pointedly reminds adage
inescapable comeuppance
whereby our civilization

written off as atrocious,
hellacious, malicious, page
poisonous primates essentially,
dismally, yes clearly
bollixed, failed, leveraged,
and tortured planet I gauge
hell in a handbasket ironic
tragicomic fate wise sage
of yesteryear did prognosticate
now we scurry hither
and yon, to and fro
Smashing Pumpkins immortalize

metaphor likened each one of us
analogous to rat locked in cage
bajillion eons ago
once upon a time our noble savage
ancestors levels playing field
now new bacteriophage
relentlessly pits twenty
first century civilization doles
microscopic organism
(battling unseen enemy) voyage
around sun fraught tooth
and nail powder milk biscuits

a Prairie Home Companion
ruse buzzfeeding courage
for shy people (yours truly)
communicating message,
albeit urgent to revamp paradigm
to live social - nsync
with eco friendly coda
allowing, enabling, & providing
liberty and justice for all living
(colorful) things hostage
at mercy of self proclaimed
superior beasts above average
with intelligence, yet rendering
oblate spheroid garbage.
No major inconvenience
incapacitates rather humdrum
bard (rarely bored),
I wanna pitch headlong into scrum
no need to scream and shout,
cuz I speak softly to mum
(Mother Earth) reassuring,
she inevitably bests hoodlum
standing arrogant, boastful,
deceitful comfortably numb
oblivious when day of reckoning
delivers offal maelstrom.
 

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