Year: 
2017

Hour hands clock back sixty minutes of Autumn
Round about this same of month every year, what a bum
er, and inconvenient truth diverged from this chum
purposelessly manipulating a hold over
   sans yesteryear doth drum
a sensation of jet lag (with earth in the balance)

   as if flying within time machine at warp speed from
this station, where bumpy ride invariably finds me
   feeling a bit ticked off and glum
and in no mood to rhyme, nor be leer re: cull
   juiced barely tantamount to gather scattered wits
   sin tide, and express mood as hoe hum

fortunate, this chronological seismic shift nada wide, ah assume
nonetheless, mein kempf cerebral hemispheric plate tectonics
   comb pluck hated off jangling black keys helplessly boom
fancifully drifting and booring into quick ribald sand trap doom
ming an inducement for emergency convoy, when pitched from

sea to figurative shining sea – gram ma mother earth glum
where live yikyak wired vanguard trulia tried optimism to hum
nonetheless, swallowed down cream mated behavioral sink
   her inert ashes boxed for mo urn eternity

   like talcum powder went – me mum
bling bloviation, once worth matchless peerage, now pitched numb
lee into morass of temporary confusion, where plumb
line delineating circadian rhythm offset, when athwart pilot rum
man strait ting and bickering with Lilliputians slum
bring within islets of langerhans defiantly thumb

ming nose, where body, mind & soul weeknd viz a bully did cower
hence mister clock, who got high-jacked 3600 seconds per hour
experienced head, thorax and abdomen diminishing in power

wrought indistinguishable Whitsuntide as sour
grapes imposing ill fitting sea legs, which folded like a faulty tower
crumbling skeletal carapace, resoundingly surrendered,
   and back slid vis a vis space/time continuum did devour.

Black hole sun of gun event horizon indeed
kept lock step as das joint mill hoard
Sucker punched the band wagon of father time, whose riffs a silent chord
nsync with atomic fractional second bored
quirky shenanigans toying with chronometers
   counter point of view shifted to oppose this minute accord.

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