Oft times zee spouse
     lingers at select
     supermarkets (Landis, Redners,
     and/or Wegmans) without me
(figuratively) taking
     all the time in the world
     allowing this mister to reflect
alone (imaging tubby

     a Norwegian bachelor farmer)
     toying with this, that, or the
     other writing project
sitting facing this
     Macbook Pro laptop
     within this one
     bedroom apartment
     comprising a quite

     satisfactory unit, sans
Highland Manor Apartments
     in the heart
     of Schwenksville, Pennsylvania
reveling in solitude meditating, reading,
     or trying valiantly to connect
continuity of words,
     always pleasantly surprised

     at finished product
     (predominantly, asper
     hashing out a poem)
     with unpredictable captivating aspect
letting thoughts flow as they
     may burst asunder
quickly keying
     thee elusive threads,

     albeit unconcerned
     making a typing blunder
     mainly focused on
     barley distilling, coalescing,
and brewing alphabetic dunder,
when over zealousness
     frequently setting wing
to literary creation, which
     smug modesty, nonetheless

     finds this scrivener to sing
(unwittingly premature
     silent ejaculations)
     joyus rapturous threnody,
     whereat ring around the rosy
     abruptly ends caused by
renegade doppelganger quisling
shell shocks yours

     truly wear re: eyes
     mimic pinball ping
experiencing short lived
     (dramatic beaming effusion)
     to plummet giving
little attention to proof read,
     versus when I indiscriminately fling
an unpolished epistle of Matthew

     riddled with glaring mistakes,
     aye suddenly feel
     embarrassed like a ****** ding
bat reprimanding myself
     and wrathful madness doth bring!