Narrow and shallow shining laser focus
     into chasm while teetering on brink
akin to scurrying thru microcosmic burrow
     of microscopic Manhattan skyscrapers
     wink'n nod and blink,

this ace of spades heart (diamond
     in the rough) poet digs club billy shallow
     sometimes forced to spelunk
     thru crawl space *****
    
hunting down gamesome dodging
     catlike whim elusively outpaced,
yet webbed, whorled wide net
     nonetheless doth cap cha alive
     agile adept idealized rat fink,

which unseen quite quiet mouse notion
     gives hardy fellow run for his money,
     within scrunched brow mental chase
possibly connected to a preceding pondering
or appearing randomly
     viz, non-sequitur conscious kink

     said quarry i.e. whimsical thoughts  
frequently vanish without a trace
     quick as mental cogs and wheels
     generate snapchatting, riveting, twittering link

process allowing, enabling, and providing
     albeit easily distracting ability
     to grasp awesome zinging, lightening,
     fleeting brainstorm within windswept
     mind space **** sapiens to think
    
shimmering insight cognizant ability
     likening ode on Grecian urn vase
frieze depicting elusive capture
     thought process lifespan shorter than a wink

via third eye blind of
     comfortably numb beatle browed face
to locate source giving rise
    king inducing minor frustration at inability
     to nab (albeit painlessly) shimmering zinc

like inception, deception, taking wing
within fifty plus shades swing
and conception of consciousness stir ring
nanobyte size quisling

gray matter housing chromosomal ping
pong pin balling genes summons King
kong of Leon intrigue, jing
gull ling, where disparate

     ideas linkedin fling
pollinated neurological network ebbing
and flowing, sans during
writerly blitzkrieg thread ding
provocative point of pinterest bing

proclimation emancipation pensive predilection
to contrive a means and ways
to corral mischievous mental minions
who seem to vanish without a trace  

holographic after effect or image evoked
from virtual reality, the latest modality
to pair dime a dozen stray cats re:
untamed cerebral creatures tempting
contemplation to occupy hours.

It doesn't hurt
To not be valued
By those who do not know your worth

No...

What hurts is when the human heart
Desires the starlight
Beyond its own earth

With scrunched and bushy furrowed brow
   I ponder precise circumstances  
   when consciousness got born
Tracing back lineage of self,
   an arbitrary individual unpredictable as the Dow
   Reckoning series of events
   sustained life similar to sowing seed of corn

Ruminating fragile nascent organisms
   at mercy of fate flourished, and how
   Taxing me mind asper each score
   composed bards to toot their own horn
Aware just slightest off beat fluke

   determined from millennia ago or now
   That particular organism,
   whether one celled entity
   or beings that can mourn,
The loss of kindred members –

   food for thought since pledging marital vow
   this poet, whose presence
   a fluke of circumstances possibly torn
At any point in distant past
   rendering me absent unable to utter wow

At what crapshoot of circumstances
   wrought Matthew Scott Harris to be
   Cognizant of genealogy
   wove World Wide Web
   following threads back in time

Albeit not more than a couple generations –
   whereby emigrants did flee
   From supposed eastern European swath
   in general finding reason to rhyme

For no reason, just as other creatures
   great or small occupy themselves with glee
   Or just groveling along at
   bare ***** knuckle existence without a dime

Less apt to own luxury how **** sapiens
   purportedly evolved from mon-key
   Whereby harsh ill fate tempts them
   into life of crime
When perhaps riches with kingly figures
   loomed large in family tree

Branching back in the day
   Glorious personalities
   populated genealogy to boot
Twisting tortured destiny somewhere
   in one direction along the killer highway

   Setting stage for rags,
   when august ancestry buried in loot
Yet tis quite frivolous
   bemoaning present woes or even pray

   To win lottery turning attention
   how our ancestral gingko or newt
Dwelt in rich primordial egg drop soup
   wantonly in massive bay

   Inexorably transformed
   (by dint of dice throw) per flora to take root
As well fauna to mutate into species
   and genus on land to assay

Giving rise to variety to an assortment
   of animals and plants
And this one speck of flotsam
   in particular owns a passion for contra dance

Whereby others –
   from massive beasts to self taught amazing ants
Scurry hither and yon to and fro perhaps  
   contemplating genetic grants
To be alive for mere blink of an eye
   all due (in my view) to chance.