Atalanta Reincarnate

Cybersurfing netizen flounders...

analogous to a fish out of water

Ever since being a little gull hubble buoy,
I bobbed (while donning square pants)

like spongy flotsam and jetsam at sea.

Now as one decrepit

humble lumpenproletariat neopoet,

I experienced existence

with pronounced sentience

heavily accentuated courtesy

acute social anxiety,

which fostered kinship

with all creatures great and small.

Camaraderie long fostered

across global - webbed, wide

whirled real estate

among flora and fauna,

especially animal and plant species,

not linkedin with beleaugured Homo sapiens

biological diversity livingsocial without war,
nor chose total mortal kombat

rather idyllic, edenic and authentic entities

simon pure non

genetically modified organisms

thriving in their natural environments

withou...

Unidentified flying object abducted yours truly,...

a willing experimental subject

to escape untenable married life.

Upon falling into a deep slumber,

the following subconscious

somnambulant scenario arose

allowing, enabling, and providing

temporary alleviation from

outa harried married state.

Out of a tendency to be impetuous,

and oblivious to danger,

I voluntarily let myself get abducted

by this gruesome green

Geico looking alien ghoul.

Any resemblance between the following

piece meal description being kidnapped

by an alien (from another

condemn nation in the cosmos),

and married life purely coincidental.

Although pitch-black that hot summer

July night 20xx, an ominous

ghastly shape could lumbered

near the skeletal partially built addition

at Low...

Atalanta Reincarnate

(presumably
still alive
predicated on
rumored
sightings dive
ving fast as
blazing saddles,
her blitzkrieg,
nothing but
a blurry beehive.)

Swifter
than Usain
(lightening)
Bolt
Eden Liat
(thine
eldest daughter,
a mixed
hybrid breed
greyhound
and whippet)
leaves
in the dust
topnotch
any racehorse

prompting
speculation,
she harkens,
and begat
from a
long line,
sans award
(at trough
feed ding),
many a cooly
winning
super naturally
infused
awk
worded Colt

surpassing
(with a flash,
plus even
sub track ting
considerable
handi
capped
add halt
ting delay),
thine
prestigious,
princess,
and

Father Daughter Rift Rivals Depth Of Mariana Trench

Argh re

solution between

self and eldest

dear daughter

more remote,

now then locating
 

a left handed

monkey wrench,

cuz she

feels this papa

did deliberate smote

her upside

the head, knocking
 

Eden Liat

stone cold

in an

abysmal trench

thus, this dada

doth fear a mill

stone

shaped albatross

around thy

neck aye will tote,
 

where rot

ting bird

doth emit fetid

oppressive stench

gloomily decry

death asper,

paternal progeny

blighted love

epitaph finis

fate wrote.

Methinks (nee

knows) marital infidelity

st...

Fierce Fictional Fraternal Fallout

That dormant feeling

of insecurity arose,

when travel journal

got thrust adjacent

to my tattered

(holey tattooed) clothes

while I knew with

crossed eyes
 

aroused anger

from peaceful doze

my younger sister

felt about her

globe trotting

exploits, an over expose

jour ever since

voyaging out on her own
 

after graduating

top of her class

where mine

hatred glows

indirectly snidely sneering

at ma dough less

brother hoboes

(a 1979 Methacton

High School alumni),

unanimously

chosen valedictorian

dressed in

Calvin Klein

Harris tweed, couture

and silk

panty h...

A Lotus Scrawled Fiat...

Mandated this faux
gremlin explorer
(alias Cliff Ford)
donning reinforced
rubber baby buggy
bumpers to dodge
any errant wild jaguar,
ram, thunder bird
bee in blue bonnet
hood lamb, et cetera
 

and/or any cowl
screen Fascia hissed
dee fender must
be subject to an intense
hot grill, especially
if grievous, ferocious,
egregious, deleterious
threat to undermine
Democratic pillar,
weltanschauung spoiler,

rocker, rims (sic)
coarse sea cove dweller,
whose tired hubby
capped, (re: proffering
a trim package)
houses plenty
of junk in
the trunk adorned
with harried styled
and tailor made
dust ruffle
par excellent well

did assembly, who
(if not consigned to a
crash test dummy
existence), would present
an a door ab...

Tales of a wild goose chase

(huff fin Bach seat driver)...
 

Aye kin recall

when both offspring

(yay high) as a small child

and now ma deux daughters

(fledgling young chicks

though they be),

flew the coop,

sans answering,

when call

of the wild dialed

their biological cell

phone rang

off the hook

as post

pubescence metamorphosis

(into young adulthood),

they gingerly did brook

arbiters as

consensual nymphs

baited verboten

fruit yum zook

thus, freed

as private on call designated

papa chauffeur de jure

yet, a nostalgic feelings

surface within mine being,
 

when many occasions

witnessed this night owl

barely awake

stumbli...

Chaos In The White House

Congressman and senators forewent
 
all manner of civility, fidelity and integrity wii

hull ding broadswords, derringers
 
and exhibiting the right to bare firearms 

as all hell broke loose as testimony

to the dire prognostication foretold 

more than saber rattling and Gatling guns que

kind from lambastes, fisticuffs
 
and brickbats ratcheted up as agents provocateurs nee

said obedience to semper fidelis credo, coda and knee

stance when dire straits called for restraint 

against excess versus raising cane old hickory

i.e. Andrew Jackson latched onto when opposing with energy

plus verve espoused by fellow delegates,
 
and his hologram ghost bloody
 

from battle scars outside and/or inside
 
the halls of government where blows ...