nearly
"with close kinship, interest, or connection; intimately"
~~~
it's n-early for natty,
dressed for gym penance in his
dress blue
sweats
but instead of working out,
he's working out
a gymnastic, mental, laboring problem,
that the muse mistress musters him out
to out,
and to attend to
the birthing of t-his
composition
a re-erupting volcano that
has gone and got him good,
now he's a man intimately
possessed,
with completing, recording,
an unabbreviated log of
oh so long ago's,
a list of the
oh so many
nearly
line items in his
life's lineage
nearly
went a whole life lessened by being
love less,
which always calculates as
a life lived
forever insufficient
nearly
was intimate
only
with tears self-shed,
on a single pillowcase in
a double bed,
that was unfulfilled,
no intersecting
humanity
nearly
permanentized
kinship
as a
dictionary definition official
for a
sunken vessel,
a drowning one man scull,
racing toward a finish line
that had no visible
finish
nearly
lost both sons, lost years, lost friends
lazy living in the slow, low heat
of a burning hell
of zero connections,
thinking the proper cost/benefit solution
was always,
never to be
greater than,
always
less than one
nearly
packed it in,
while overlooking a temptress river,
calling me out swiftly from the
slow lane of loneliness,
offering a
nearly
certain final outlet sale,
a mark-down event,
for clearing the heavy, overladen shelf
of over-weighty
al-one-ness,
a sale of singular single
cell marks upon human flesh
nearly
died a miserable man,
and still may,
from who knows what
pestilence consumption
but
***never
from never knowing,
for the lacking of,
the unadulterated love
of a good woman***
and that is
more than,
greater than,
>
all the unknowable
nearlys
and more
than any other
nearly,
life may yet
deny me,
or
curse me by
~~~
6:45am
Jan. 18, 2016
NYC
Jan 20, 2016
Jan 20, 2016 at 4:35 PM UTC
nearly
"with close kinship, interest, or connection; intimately"
~~~
it's n-early for natty,
dressed for gym penance in his
dress blue
sweats
but instead of working out,
he's working out
a gymnastic, mental, laboring problem,
that the muse mistress musters him out
to out,
and to attend to
the birthing of t-his
composition
a re-erupting volcano that
has gone and got him good,
now he's a man intimately
possessed,
with completing, recording,
an unabbreviated log of
oh so long ago's,
a list of the
oh so many
nearly
line items in his
life's lineage
nearly
went a whole life lessened by being
love less,
which always calculates as
a life lived
forever insufficient
nearly
was intimate
only
with tears self-shed,
on a single pillowcase in
a double bed,
that was unfulfilled,
no intersecting
humanity
nearly
permanentized
kinship
as a
dictionary definition official
for a
sunken vessel,
a drowning one man scull,
racing toward a finish line
that had no visible
finish
nearly
lost both sons, lost years, lost friends
lazy living in the slow, low heat
of a burning hell
of zero connections,
thinking the proper cost/benefit solution
was always,
never to be
greater than,
always
less than one
nearly
packed it in,
while overlooking a temptress river,
calling me out swiftly from the
slow lane of loneliness,
offering a
nearly
certain final outlet sale,
a mark-down event,
for clearing the heavy, overladen shelf
of over-weighty
al-one-ness,
a sale of singular single
cell marks upon human flesh
nearly
died a miserable man,
and still may,
from who knows what
pestilence consumption
but
***never
from never knowing,
for the lacking of,
the unadulterated love
of a good woman***
and that is
more than,
greater than,
>
all the unknowable
nearlys
and more
than any other
nearly,
life may yet
deny me,
or
curse me by
~~~
6:45am
Jan. 18, 2016
NYC
for Steve (Sjr1000) whose nearly always,
inspired comments
reminded me that
nearly
too,
can be
flawless,
in its own right
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