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alternate title – the grudge remains the same
Outlook grim viz
beholding warp and woof reconciliation, 
at social gatherings time and agin
mass elf listens to threnody inducing dot bin
reiterated within earshot
 of this LVII year old mwm tugging chin
that informs thyself,
how genealogical weave incorporate din
gee bunched gaps rendering incomplete
thine quilted fabric per descendents
equally substantial at this pro duce sing
junction of middle adult existence
than details known than when I whiz eleven
which virulent twittering, snapchatting,
Bugaboo gainsaying, infiltrating
and kindling, like an outcast,
that got erected an invisible omnipotent fen
dang go hearty. living poison
(us scorpian
perhaps vested gentry Strayer alumni)
from one to another gen
er ration outliving any genetic trait
passed along thine ancestral line of hen
pecking wives and endemic
‘twixt, and deeply entwined in
the microscopic strands of DNA transferred
from one to the next kith and/or kin,
rode shotgun,
viz nemesis re: “silent treatment”
doth thrive that hardy limn
bred from some forgotten slight,
Kudzu rampant suffocating nin
comepoop figurative
thorn in side, heavy-duty
industrial strength pesky original pin
sir blithely festered, nursed, and stewed
from unforgotten perceived or actual slight
engendering infinite yawning voids
defying aid of Patch Adams or Doctor Quinn
foster invincible perturbation
breeding dynastic feud
that out rivals any casus belli
thwarting eradication
with flanking maneuvers
even sharper
then tha teeth of caparisoned Rin
Tin Tin – though aye ham a Zeus see n
green eggs consumer, this progeny begat
via mull ate mum and octogenarian
widowers papa did genetically spin
off this topsy turvy male heir,
who forever wonders with resignation
why Harris Family tapestry so thin
contemplating, fixating and intuiting,
who comprised my birth
er preceding past
learning in fits and starts,
as thy sole surviving
patriarch looses to sub urban
dwelling son,
a sprinkling of revelatory
tidbits per when memory jogged
freeing a fragment constituting skein
of preceding mommas and poppas,
whose vanknit tee, ego
or basic instinct
to harbor psychic pier sing ire
leaving blank swathes
da void did information
a dominant characteristic
from yesteryear, wan
even Kernel Sanders no match
per “bone to pick”,
which spur ate away,
eroded and isolated
immediate uber brethren
within cistern Harris Family
in tandem with Kuritsky
(the maiden sir name
ova ma late mum), thus nary
a handy dandy blues clue,
thine lineage linkedin gnome hatter
I try to piece the tattered net.

 

 

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2b2b2 says:

Quite Brilliant parlay...wicked pen...Kudos!!

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