Florida Wasn't Far Enough ** (the great auto'bio morsel)

** title borrowed from Modest Mouse's song "Florida"
 
 
 
 
some   d
              a  
               y,    maybe, p'haps it',ll  no
      l o n g e r           be        possible       to
wash    thee
shit              a'way        far'enough   to
      avoid
           a pervasive perma'scent
                        that only death (after embalming
                                                      or incineration)  
c a n ,  (uh),    'remedy'.
 
 
a year        living wit, sitting wit ,     dying  Father,(1930-2011)
     through two
         amputations (chop'chop)         and        seemingly
 endless        hours      of           dialysis     in No.Ca'lina........
 
 
then,                on to br'other's             refuge      in
          the paradisal   GunShine State.............near
four yrs. of
            d a I l y             idyllic             "beachcombing"
                       wit a 10lb.  bitty   spirit-dog ...............  Could no believe thfckn
                                                                                                   dumbLuck....
 
 
A'fib, V'fib wild'beats of already compromised heart, on th ablation killing heartflesh in exchange for a postponement of suddenDeath,  put an end there'in to daily beachlife, while doggie-God was found to have heart-failure, just like which'll likely kill me....(dawg died Nov2015)
 
I guess this'll be done not later than sooner, when this repulsive old body
       drops dead and dies, after  many(7) yrs deprived of any 'touch' of this
             thing called    'human intimacy'..........
 
Flashback to dear Mother, ('29-'97)
"well, tough-shit, Sherlock...where'd ye get the clue"
 
 
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