This next bullet might discharge the beast —
then to rest on milked laurels and cookies
but dicey chaos intervenes again with least
to cleave and slake the work as rookie

It's back to tabla rasa then, chalk in hand
create a sketch that slate will rend
don't fret the rains that may decend
and wash away these scribbled ends

It may be dud or bulls eye projectial
it be far from the fruits of forced labor,
the bee does not dance but for dialectal,
by fickle chance, be free, with serendipity's favor

-cec