death, the night;
the ellipse...
      a castration
             of a smile....
and a:
well...
  why wouldn't
you
take a mind:
             to wonder?
death,
the night,
  the ellipse...
a castration
of a smile...
        crude,
surgical precision...
your right
arm...
        wel'
                  'come;
come judas
to craft a sentence
for revealing
        "history"?
can you
even attempt
sober
     in this
burning out
of a fire in
a schema of
congregational
dynamism?

          what are these
pawn
         scrutinies...
   of the harrowing
king?
             then again:
what is the king,
without the
concept of being played:
chess?

     riddle riddle sow
of frivolity
and a.i.,
                and...
             a loophole
of crafting the sentiment
of lacklustre...
     happy:
          idol Lear...
               a...
                     vanishing
"culprit"...
              a demanding dough
feeding a faking
plagiarism of
               a frogotten: doll.