Forgive my presumption commencing another missive
In the first person
O thou
After so many ragged passages it’s high time
For making professions
His theory of theories
Aged eighty-eight and perfectly felicitous
Drawn and wardered rubbed and cuffed
Clubbed and roughed abed enough
The iron cage through long habituation
Cozy confines
But I have wriggled through again
Another rolling tumbling racing attempt
At sleeping and failing
No plums in the fridge
No pigs in the parlor
No sailors in the red question fonts among the leaves
‘Tis not through anxiety of this helpless lot
But being too high too thought-intoxicated
Mona Lisa and wattle and daub
Vocab and receipts
Plaster saints and plastic scholars
Quixotic rhyme of sod and abroad
The emperor denuded by a gay man from South Carolina
Or at most eastern Augusta city of brick and marble
The hymeneal of those long wed
I quickly quietly quit our bed

Each time I see before me
The records of that last wicked ensemble
I inwardly crow and paw the bedclothes
Like an outcast from his own connective tissue
True the mountain girl from the north country
Had it worse than I ever did
The sigla of the bat’s wings
The wolf in a woman’s body
Her plethora surely it was a plethora
Of mothers misfits niggers and narcissists
Gothic enough ‘twas said
Ample to chasten and subdue
Bad to swallow you whole
I have been a narc and a narcissist both
I too have demanded reassurance
And yet in moderate old age
Too old to imitate
I have endeavored to moderate the cleavages
You want continuities we got continuities
You want discontinuities we got those too
You know I wanted another gin snow cone
It’s always like that
A bridge of sighs
Spanning from sigh to sigh
But of course fame comes only to those who are well-known
Not by how much you know tin man
So sit right back
And watch me make
The wrong mistake

I could quote Hemingway
I could cover Cobain
I could remonstrate upon extreme excess
In philosophical resignation
Do I abstract myself
Well then I abstract myself
I am capable
I contain idealities
But I would rather husband my chalk dust
I have become a connoisseur of chad
Call it confetti for the unimpressed
Once again fail to take my rest

The plush arcades upholstered sewers my father called them
The festival for the founding of the kingdom of desire
There was a convention as the legend holds
Attended by the carnal valetudinarians
Who carried the naval float commemorative
Who affixed the  placards in the martial museum
Who mounted the edifice for the progress of commerce
Whores whose hose yellow-cross-gartered
Gave weight to the resolution that henceforth
All who witness these presents
Shall know by these presents
That those who encounter them
Which is theoretically everybody
Shall pursue possession
Or as it shall henceforth be known
Domesticity
Regular prefigured and prophesied
Whilst I
By looking upon them
See riot and dishonor stain the brow
Of absolutely everybody
The regime of infinite requisition
Brooding calculating
The annals of anarchy
The chronicles of contempt
These are not matters of idle speculation
This is not address ex tempore in the postprandial key
Rather this is an account full and binding
Aloft and damning
To keep me from sleep
But to return
Poor King Charles to offer an additional interest
Suffered unrequited dreams of apiary achievement
And so was severely upbraided
For espousing dogmata not even his own
And Louie was a locksmith
And so with that cautionary semaphore uppermost
Let us resolve
For that was truly their mode of discourse
Let us resolve quotha
Embodying as it were the dicta of the collegium
A bequest of insatiable vengeance
Let us resolve to purge ourselves
Of these
These unattributed demonstratives
This rabble designate of irresponstratives

Meanwhile back in the chains
He himself skimmed
A breezy account of investigations
Transcribed via harp aeolian
That purported to disclose
Certain shameful effects
Of a diet of stewed prunes
Starting in the first instance
With where they have been purveyed historically
And concluding finally in so many words
That any person or group of persons
Who would embrace such a recollection
Resembles nothing so much as a winged insect
Or swarm of winged insects respectively
Content otherwise in the dark interior
He himself had experienced however
The diametrical contrary
Sulfurous illumination for example
And dishes of heterogeneous pedigree
Stank worth staring
Nubbed in the chair
Nudged in among the lotuses
And the threnody of enraged passengers
The murmurous haunt
Sweetened among the nightingales
A sickly kind of sweet
A comely kind of decadence
So rarely understood by those unacquainted with Latin
And yet and thus and so in his theatre of theatres
Ineffectual lover
But there is more to life than efficacy
In there
He concedes that validation is valediction
That those who know
Say howdy brother
But they themselves know better
And in any case the question is moot
He knows what he knows
He can do no other