Give me something lost

Something out of chaos

Not distinguished solemnities

With delicious incompetence

Of well meaning features

Both charming  and possible

No, bring me an uncertinty

At once plausible and disturbing

Such as would I discern in a puzzle

Whilst trying to find the coordinates of an allusion

A distance that evaporates in poignant lament

In a comical taste for the grotesque

That resides beyond the horizon of conceivable vision

With a more capacious understanding

Of implausible supposition

That would fragment a fake authenticity

Despite such choice by another eye

Yes, give me something out of chaos, please