Please do not weep for me!

Intense passion to read
doth foster divine enlightenment...

Also simultaneously, albeit instantaneously
triggering brutal mind-numbing self awareness
starkly underscoring how existence (mine)
devoid scant trace
positive life enhancing events,
more so quality being alive

analogous - think vicious feedback loop
underscoring how yours truly
passionately enjoys multifarious authors
buzzfeed curiosity crafting riveting saga
fueling said avidity to glean
material fostering cerebral satiation.

No matter whetted appetite
temporarily alleviated regarding
feasting imagination proffered
thru well crafted saga
actuality, reality, totality
essentially self quarantined
sabotaged, sequestered, squandered
within wide webbed

wonderful world of books
merely minimally testing his mettle
ironically endowing me to scrutinize
smidgen differentiation which prevails
distinguishing counting himself,
not unlike grateful dead,
where umpteen counting crows carrion.

Impossible mission to staunch
or stem the tide
sustaining feasting upon written word
diametrically opposing inner sentiments
scathe such bare bones
participation amidst gamut
of experiential opportunities.

Much more convenient
to savor dramaturgy
(where death defying deeds -
some perhaps done dirt cheap)
allow, enable, and provide
route to revel vicariously
submerging body, mind, and spirit

constituting adventures documenting
personal authored exploits,
and/or creating realistic
i.e. believable characters.
Thus days, weeks, months...
elapse finding me cocooned

(particularly advantageous
to cite coronavirus - COVID-19
as honest to dog
legitimate response if queried
what keeps me hermetically sealed
I can trot out series of unfortunate events
mandating each individual

to maintain isolation
(such passive withdrawal story of mein kampf,
thus no hardship to avoid madding crowd)
palpable, tenable, viable... justification
self evident, which status satisfactory
til death do me part.

Ever since... perchance in utero
this fella trends toward
astute, hirsute, prostrate...
stance (figuratively of course)
whiling away hours, days, months...
engrossed decrypting, insulating, procuring...
twenty six lettered symbols

linkedin to person, place or thing
ephemerally gravitating wholeheartedly
engrossing trials and tribulations
affecting wordsmith, which alter ego
represented courtesy dynamic
events spilling across page turner
leaving swirl of emotions
in their wake.