rhyming poetry is out, no vogue there,
what's in is... punctuated poetry...
not poetry afraid of Loci (tricksters that
, ; : ' and - are), sláinte
           (~slanché)                to the daring!

p.s. the powerful had a monopoly on letters
for too long! so let's approximate in reverse
to what they made power out of style,
forget the existential dittoing macabre and
just plainly state: on the street we say slanché,
in your tomb of holding onto power we
have to write sláinte; better knowing that
than wearing a t-shirt with ernesto guevara
to pretend a cool.