Discover Ring (visa Vis) My Fanbase

As long term aspiring
gurgling (stream of consciousness)
paperback writer, there doth appear
an imponderable quandary

most likely experienced
by fellow neophyte authors,
one pesky bugbear
that just dawned, (within the mind

of this former tony
MainLiner) crystal clear,
i would bet mine
bottom dollar and declare

unequivocally established writers
mentally tussled (or still do),
how to accrue “Art of the book writing deal”
contract subsequently endear

an increasing number of people,
that definitely feel drawn
to thy unique flavonoid flair
with words this scrivener displays,

where oft times decrypting
(mine block chain) dost jam
at least one cerebral cog and gear
no matter how far away from me,

this mind can telepathically hear,
colorful epithets, thus
seriously considering donning,
summoning, and trumpeting

his swiftly tailored,
harried styled interlinear
difficult to interpret ma Bella cos
mean mien, thus ready

(lock, stock and barrel)
to ship me on a one way junketeer
attired in a combination
all force he zen,

(and Caesar) knitwear
and (thrift special red tag sale) leisurewear
oh...preferably gender neutral,
or specifically frilly pink menswear
which could be either
day or nightwear

yet absolutely non gaudily
outlandish most unlike
thine convoluted other worldly
unfairly punishing stentorian

verb hose noun sense sic cull
idiomatic ling goo whist tricks
driven by a harsh grammatical taskmaster,
(nonetheless one

gentle non-slavish overseer)
summoning positive
feedback to reap peer
burgeoning my popularity,

yet without being queer
yule us, yes...of course retaining rear
penchant inventively steer
ring an unsuspecting reeder

agonizingly testing their
pay shunts, perhaps inducing her/him
to race out the door like a a mad person
clad with (impeach 45) underwear

calling for men/women in white coats
to lock up Matthew Scott Harris
possibly commuting his
long runonsentence tea
ching fellow inmates without ten year!