never could this baby boomer papa –
lviii orbitz round mister sun as I write while wife
at present (takes her siesta) imagine
dragons, killer Queen Latifah countless ways,
thee first of deux daughters
would in vite learning how to comprehend
unfamiliar infant siren ear splitting strife
and mandatory pronto reception,
unwittingly ineluctably altering my life
prior to parturition of our eldest heiress,
ah wanna let
chew in on a bit about mess elf
before becoming a papa
no emotional, financial,
nor physical obligation dim manned did
obliged, nor required this bard **** to in debt
any of his waking and sleeping second,
minute, quotidian hour,
et cetera on behalf of another person Yukon bet
char sweet bippy, that despite initial onset
of anticipatory anxiety (no pet
tee personal issue; burping baby,
diapering, swaddling, et cetera fermi person
easily got shucked off), hitherto
didst any phenomena until then
force displacement of personal habits
to become secondary, and obviously,
seriously visibly up set
status quo, where embedded fixations
housed within this scribe
required reassignment of tasks
until salient event forced him to vet
any less important issues
to an unspecified future
date and/or time, which role
i.e. forsook luxury sans,
affordable focus on me,
and immediately didst force crash course
to keep figurative whet
stone sharp every waking
and sleeping moment of me life, yet....
though a crash course imposed role
viz immediate adjustment of mister mom
(which obviously necessitated significant sacrifice
upon the head of this major Tom)
never before until that juncture
such selfless experience ever met,
but in retrospect salutary outcome
found thoughts linkedin whereby
time never divided, partitioned,
or sectored off to another livingsocial being
I never took care of an infant,
when her crying heard
yet, the birth of Eden Liat Harris incurred
(born at Bryn Mawr Hospital),
an irrevocable positive transformation occurred
within and without
the world according to Matthew Scott Harris
got mussed and stirred.
No longer central focus of mein kempf,
NON GMO, and glue tin free
continual attention to offspring
took precedence not always glee
full, and how receptive lee
toward voluntary selflessness:
case in point regarding the selfish me
bumped off the long entrenched priority
toward my needs and wants prithee.
A recombinant adjustment incumbent
outlook arose upon freshly minted papa,
where stork sent
Weltanschauung demanded gent
to reef focus his shift, which meant
twenty four hours, seven days a week
plus work in order to pay rent
away from him, and directed a tent
shun toward welfare, welcome, and well being
for totally tubularly dependent new outlook on life,
especially when spouse went
out for a breathing spell
became priority number
one thru...infinity, no hard sell
though lacking with any knowhow aye tell
asper tendering attention upon survival
of (what essentially
constituted a foreigner), like George Szell
thy senses required rejiggering, which this fell
low highly struggled with cuz,
no handbook (as promised by manufacturer to boot
ever preceded via Sir-vex), nor followed suit
leaving nervous dada in the dark spooked by a hoot
at onset, when our bundle of joy
more valuable than any amount of loot
could buy, and when back to apartment we did rent
(at that time) Pennfield Manor not heaven sent
situated within breathing distance
of slaughter house five scent.
