Beyond and over
two olden fences of
reflective still water,
over only memories now
beyond long ago buried,
her over-iridescent-veiled destiny,
begun
so auspicious, outspun,

into an over-pulled
dark-cast shroud
of bewitching mystery
most obscured
when unravelled with
emboldened barbed glares
entangled deceptive
by over-ever-passing suns.

For a
tacit-turned loom,
once over-wrought,
interlaced these too
fragmented since,
so ever after,
over-figmented
strands of time,

and neither
unsound reason
nor folk
overheard sane
could have ever,
ever before, foretold
her yet truer storied
over-ephemeral climb.

But though
her oft re- and over-mis-
patched intricate
plaited yarns were
so meticulously so
til frayed to threadbare
by a discarnate
ever-over-enigmatic weaver,

a few seen straight-out unjust
twisted turns,
over-sharp,
of her engraving
misfortune's wheel
did, seamless, over to
immortal history just
heave her.

But so,
disgraced
with infamy’s
wrinkled
aurific old cloak
or
esteemed renown’s
aureate overgown
may rest
with picked
bared bones
too
living-in-fear
in queriers’ 
evolving
over-many-styles-removed
closets.

So as over and
beneath
outright lies art-
less, or -ful undertaken,
and far-flung faith-leapt hunches
best- or bias-stitched
within over-quipped and
riddled composites,

still over-oft sliding
under ambiguity’s
multi-pointed and -tonal blanket,
so of her most,
and most in-,
credible
over-hung or down-laid
tapestries to regale,

be so ever ware,
for lower
creeps over
-stealth,
-swift,
and
-savage
the still denser
corporal
beast
and
burden
nigh into
every
over-fastened
peculiar
detail.

Nether a stellar near unmarred garret,
below leading tome- and art-awash
walls of rich burgundy,
inside her bestowed austere,
astute, devotional nursery,
she flourished yonder
as a charmed prized,
if not unwonted, seedling;

in full bloom, rose
mayhap, by happenstance,
cultivated precisely to compel,
at last, yield last of a near
immaculate, core-of-stone,
berry-crowned, over-tried tree,
earlier groomed twice-over
ever more unyielding.

For as, to
fortuitous forward favor,
was yet, than fore, cultured
far and away far further
by a farther faraway
nigh adjoining
famed field of silken
clod of golden amber,

and still dewy green
blossomed still
more past precocious
with yet ever more faith-full,
florid beads
flowed over
under crossing fluid
coquettish flowing banter,

when, amid,
by chance next of far more,
their home-field’s pomegranate offshoots’
frozen months dawning
perennial drought,
the enlightened synthesized fleur’s
was summoned back
to stay close to christened roots,

came one
to out in the open split
theirs to a contentious,
untrodden preying ground,
following a diverting newfound
branch near grown full all the
more lush for far less
familiar forbidden fruits.

For tolled, far-reaching,
upon opening
sophisticate induction,
their resident, distant heard,
bright bell of lore
manifold faceted
chords of enchanting,
resonant brilliance;

toward an ere undesigned end,
a rousing octet,
but til, snaring ever
more revelers, over a,
a, suited to a high-red tea,
masked pageantry of
yet-long-to-be-played-out
perseverance.

For she fluently
re-fashioned their
provincial over-known
inside out-worn tired tunes
into her influential
upheld polished,
flawlessly attired-by,
exotically-versed jewels;

but then,
with her joyous radiant reply,
began to ring proud,
near to silent,
chosen dearly beloved duets
of the soon to be avowed
over-quick, under-thrift
leveled-as-only-lightning-struck fools.

So was in one likely second stead
cloistered to cry out
their nigh hymn’s solo dirge,
with but the
force of full storms of four seasons,
over her nigh
earliest reveries’ now viewed
lonelier lookout ledges,

as, though appealing too
heartily lost in her
summery, sager-arranged maze,
the effusive accompanist
was unturned yet,
as longer lined,
for a said listening shrew’s higher,
still ever over-watchful, wintry hedges.

When, on the
obliging tail-plume of a
puffed-out cardinal
swooped pietistic
from pompous rafters
to call final the
splitting
refrain of barring strains-

working in its own
piercing patronizing
displeasure,
she would in time
return to its roost
with its own, no lesser-measured
resounding vain
meted pains-

under night’s umber wrap,
their North Star- a steeple,
their six unsung meters so-synced
to be held in discretion's disregard,
were unswung by the
kindred shrewd-minded and
seen aspiring,
ever attuned butlered gentry;

and, before the ornate central
curtained lair's most imposing
two doors swung open-
as if so vigorous,
endlessly beckoning-
in out-cascading arcs,
pushing and pulling for their
top gain, by tailing her apexed entry.

For, while flush from
her harsh rapped
til stiff folded hand,
so unfulfilled unrung,
the unpaired snow peregrine
soon in, now back on, the make
still drew no want
of presumptuous glances,

when hazarded
anew the foul-calling,
but enticing emerald deep sheen
of the yet-richly-apt-coined
lionized stalker’s den
of infinitely unfair game,
with her own felt set finite,
but favorable chances,

A dashing would-be-untamed penner,
so in to roll weighted bones,
showed in hind-
sight, even dear,
only near-all-in bids
to hold her down,
and as upwind again,
a wild, tooth- and touch-less bet.

Even so as
made by the
inviting still,
yet predacious
copper-maned
prime
player,
tossing about
the hands and face
highest-cut,
once
too cut
to all fours
by this
odds-defiant
high-flying
brunet.

As yet to over-turn
the joint-house full aroar,
for the stacked stakes
she held swaying over speculators rapt
bypassing their tables,
these takers each could only swing,
however fancily cushioned,
inside of a covert cage.

and either's already
sunken sham-
as gold or silver shimmering
a prospect when uplifted
in flitting, deflective candlelight-
would only lock-down
her faster fleeting and panned
gilded bronze or pewter age.

And nickel-iron
pendulums' 
far-reflecting
glints,
diffracting
as ricocheting,
would,
apace
with any
pillars of wicks
stoked
unbridled,
her,
and her engaging
lure’s
prospective payoff,
irreversibly
jade.

Yet in backfiring moves,
her unfolding wings darting to hide
from a pawing lucid night hunter,
til well-enough bated,
were tracked til she called
the royal, if not over-, boring
card dealt, an ineludible
double-sided blade.

Further
backed
and covered
by
bullish
tender,
for
the
falconers’ 
raised
hands,
her communal
gambled
fortune
the
sole out-on-a-limb
wager,

the warming
bewitted
fledgling,
in a
dicey
corner
found,
brazenly
hustled
to
hatch a
sky-reaching
counter-courting
of
eminent
malefic
danger.

While his elseways, save pivotal one,
too bull-blooded crested
bird-in-open-palm
gripped their-
disavowed over-split,
for naught but age-defiled-
custom-shaped rosé-apple grail
with formidable talons and trills;

just, by now, too far
deep embedded- or not-
in this, questionable if then
ancient hematite cast-iron or
rising to full moonstone,
cauldron-ladled, but
unquestionably still
disobediently dishonoring quest,

this mantled, and so too in turn,
cunning huntress in wait,
but coping,
downed
her seized gauntlet,
over-dangled, as running it by,
neath the
over-clouded, bitters-laced nest.

And amid this
variable dual encircling clime,
over view
ever more clearing
of what was
fermenting more into
evermore ailing stouter
more-ever-grey-to-nigh-come mire,

pitched ever still
taller her still ever
unsteady-keeled perch,
with her ever
searing onyx eyes
ever fresher
fixed ever
faster afire-

her
finest
flint,
near
even
unmatched,
only
far
more
narrowed
hawkish
for
yet
more
finely
preened
feathers-

on, with disarming guile
as so needed,
either out-looping
til out-weathering
any sensitive last bruises of
blighting scarlet
from his tight-wound
phantom tethers

or bringing to arid ruins
every last draining drop
yet left of the
prevailing acid rain's
once so
merry-making brew,
if not too to then
brooding blood-red embers-

fore saw in assured dismay,
one too many bonded
reserved sultry July’s
had fast flown
her past next
right to her
own boundless
limited bleak Septembers.

For from a coveted chalice
had slipped
eight
mere minute consuming
swallows of a reputed
french-backed zippy
blood-currant vintage
thinner than malmsey wine,

until his water over-diluted
the lighter- thus lovelier
per local established
bars- earlier hap-
less harvest from her yet
oft toasted, else adamantly
untapped, or still to be
wilted ancestral vine.

And the to come, gladlier,
plighted staffed decanter,
once over-poured
in private picnics, pleasing,
til left the august swiller's seasonal
newer-blood-thirst still under-slaked
and his rapacious appetite growling
yet over-poor-fed,

was relegated from the choice feast
ere selected to
rather beg at least her
daily crumbs of imported-too-
pain-ingrained earned bread
as to make palatable the final tab of
a side-meal over-ordered
til an over-thin spread,

with her half-full-caring hand-out
carried karats-glazed cup,
if only still half-empty,
after served accordingly
only a poor morsel-imparting
exemplar of how tasted,
if yet but at one’s relish,
whet(ting) dishes came displaced,

and as painstakingly
so exquisitely rare
for superior palates…
she was simply not over-prepared
just to come to
be so shortly spoiled,
then surely too under-tipped
as yesterday's waste.

So alike
needles leading thread,
her sprightly steps wove
still clearer
his next premier course
fiercest craved
with catered
allusive lyric,

for each
delectable spin
pointedly tailored for him
tripping fatidic lucent visions
of fancies fantastically
custom-composed
with vividly
strung-out music.

And in
nimble
scaled-tipped-toed
paces,
ardent breaths
were
out-danced
by
secret,
sun-lighted
sky-blue
bonfires,
as this
artful,
yet life-to-yet-make
unwitting
liar,

ravished with
scripted voltaic rhythms,
til seduced
an ere over-won,
now panting inferno,
into her
over-wit-lost,
would-be-her-sol’s-seen-true-sire.

After her
due back-and-forth
commissioned in-drawing
star-kissed poems
and
too back-to-back
choreographed withdrawing
moon-struck footfalls,

early left her lingering
spectral vestige,
the sole
unvanished belle
floating in his oft thrown,
customarily well-attended,
lapis-decored
majestic balls.

Dared not declare,
but firm he held
in merlin-mused fantasies scribed,
more than her intimate,
pretty teal-akin curves,
as inked in rows,
nestled in his curious, sheer
come-wall-to-too-corn-flower pocket,

saw drafted ere long his
triangled amorous epic’s
smug encoded emblem-
a true indecorous
uncryptic cipher,
as handily cracked open
as was a coverless,
rich-color-coded, illustrative locket.

So seen
sure was
her smudged
hand chained
as another’s taboo,
by his
(or maychance their
now,
once and/or future)
overt truest love's
fairy-tale
portrait,
in poor imitation
of furtive,
hanging now
nearer within
her reach,

as his til lonesome made-in-
front-of-friars’-watch vow ever held,
as his til lonesome made-in-
front-of-friars’-watch vow ever held
a Toledo-trained sword in his
inscripted venerated anchor-stone,
aweighed now
nearer within his breach.

More restive still over
nearer coming seasons
now read more grim,
the idling
arrogant consort
announced open and free,
with filled chest and drawers,
his far sooner clocked game;

a closed search
for unlost sequence-ends
could grant laurels
beyond a
coined-gent possessed
summer-set high-held
consolation trophy
with an oft given new name.

And skewered
as stale his conceded
brighter-high-noon challenge,
to any and all,
for was the dubiously unadulterated,
as such a displeasing fallow, unabated
rain a
coming second’s binding curse;

so promoted,
prominent, reckless,
the ebony-sheathed rook
to his bored diversion,
for out-in-the-too
open broke, to march on the most,
by far,
treacherous terrain to traverse.

If but dutifully,
to make best their odds
for, even odds, his end,
this advanced pawn deftly
kept crushed his forced queen
and upheld captured
her unchecked first or
first-and-last following mate,

by the
prodigious
deflection of her
mysterious night’s
masterpiece move,
in uneven,
well-matched
impasses with
respective weapons,
drawn
boldly near to death
over a calculated-
but so under-
seven
year
perpetual
wait.

Enduring,
since stood tall against
his tidal swells
and swelling tides of chatter,
said siren, overwhelmed,
oft stowed-away
to breathe in serenity
of early haunts,

as the pursuant, intrepid marauder
endeavored compromise
yet her
just too
wide-berth,
undetoured,
in still out-maneuvered,
over-short-cut jaunts.

And her
galleon,
in direction,
unswerving,
of
fracturing
risen-
sun-brimming
walls,
later
surmised
armed
with
splintering
rams of
under-sweeping
wych elm,

helmed
her sent
welcome
of his
at last
proposed
diamond-glistening,
christening
harbor
within
this
now
determined
will
come to be
penetrable
realm.

Yet when
fetching finger
was rather of
obsidian-draped bone,
cresting waves breaking
legions indiscriminate,
she fled once more to her
likewise unsafer haven,

and as
sweltering
currents
over-flooded
her poor
ill-secured
vessel,
he
dispatched
to
aid,
not one-,
but
his
next-ranked
mooring
maven.

For
over
a balefire,
her skyward
kettle’s
steam
reframed
her’s a
harbinger
ghost ship
aimed
untimely
for
where
life
to all
brings,

and as were defenses known
all but tokens, nigh futile,
save sole
for luck’s stroke-
it led both
to faith’s
departing point
in fevered-trance springs.

But then, past windfall,
left well and righted,
compasses spun still to bridge-
as so precarious to swerve
wholly- sea
to the new now carnal paradise
scouted just
beyond their scope.

As duty-bound oars,
in turns,
flailed and failed,
to their peril,
in crusade for clemency
of seventh supernal power
commanding
all ye entrants to abandon all hope.

Long fore a
shallow conquest exacting
swallowed-airs propelled their,
borderline rite-eous,
plunge where he
dove ready into her
resolved opened expanse-
a still murky, troubled deep,

aft smuggled his trusted treasure
to garner
overblown arch-allies,
past once
three lined cypresses
petrified into now
one stonier-wall,
with her limber dip and leap.

he ventured her found
nebulous fork around it,
with an elevated canter,
to affirm their home range’s
pinnacle beacon
emanated over 
more arable land omnipresent
beneath ever his roving shoes.

Anxious, now their
writhing wild honeysuckle vines
crossed her unearthed
sole obedient route
to hold as ample, in their take,
the slivering of eden's
ere revered tender’s
come barren, so forsaken bed,

to more ceremoniously,
unbough,
in sprung unbounded nature,
the weeping
royal russet granite-heartwood tree
over seed of the
royal blue oak
they could and would have too risen up instead.

For, if mis-(or just) heard
as yet unhitched,
had he so-
tempted forever and a day shy-
slithered imprudently
toward core cravings
through an
unenshrined fertile passage,

the aftermath
of her taken for tainted
well-watered soil-
if suspected, definite
to be shared as knowledge-
so loomed damning
with its indelible
illicit damage.

Thus
contesting
the
cold,
rigid
reckoning of
daylight’s
disclosure,
clandestinely
converted it
quickly to more
convincingly
clean
over
haul of
uncolored
consecrated stone,

afore their
crucial acorn's
divined spring on
eve's coming colorful
horizon arose ere set ever
in the fall
out of an aurous aurora
eyed over-early shone.

After quiet passed dates,
counted on enough,
over this
rebound for refreshed
bouquet of two still ere long
embattled roses-
only now more flagrant white
and thornier-pricked red,

began the delicate descent of
illustrious droplets,
yet seen purely to be arising
first sun-kissed gems,
to the
unfurled petal's edge
of the one exceptional-made
newly anointed head.

And wafted
cranberry-tinted
and dove-ivory-vanilla
embellishments of
three
gold-cast
pearls
of
luscious
nectar
that
dropped
down
her veneered,
base-wrought,
dark-lavender-
velvet-lined
chest,

the divisive, piquant,
permeating scent of an
over-entitled
beguiling honeybee's
ill-gotten spoil that over-fed an
ill-humbled, true once and ever
beloved, regent’s still loyal
uncivil unrest.

And behind thin walls,
was reformed too,
of the same varietal
but to yet more pungent spice-
to compound this then
clear imbibed venom,
poor-affected her new life’s
lily-white floral hoary bedlam tonic-

copious dry
saccharine prose,
as it,
if elsewhere
by
brassy tin- 
or
iron-
fist
extracted,
left more
than some
quiet aftertastes
quite rancid
til freely
dripped
loudly there
more solidly
sardonic.

For sure and nigh,
rivaling protesters inspirited
out in more open Sunday-light,
else poorer tongue-held,
over-capped,
heard dim masses-
over-wanton-
grudged and grumbled;

but better knew than to
afford a single made
retort or regard,
so, in spite of all,
it would be as it was, so then let them,
grudged back
icily pious
the piqued unhumbled.

Yet in warmer petitions,
cajoled to
alter to relented
the over-targeted scorching
brimstone of his then
demoted to misbegotten
exerting still
higher stakes.

But as the
chap-sustained
hot holy-terror
would to
eternity
out-defy her,
her
own
pitchforked
flares
counter-hissed
as from an
empyrean
hothouse
of 
renesting
snakes.

For this distinctive,
if so ever beheld,
too striking mid-
night crow
could still invoke
tempering heaven’s afterglow
as cawed softly
under covers of ravenous low light,

and her torrid breeze
long ago ignited two inflated
two-toned sapphire globes
of rapture that had ascended
his gripping limb
with her balanced great matter
in its wicker baskets
to radical new biblical height.

And her presumed
savior exalted yet further
above assail,
still more than less pacific,
tried to clear and smooth,
his and life’s
foreign ‘what's' and 'why’s’ 
lost to her keener senses,

but then found anon,
ever more faithless,
held her ever further,
closer or back,
as heard ever closer in humor,
delighted- or ill-,
else ever more novel earfuls
his needed atone any wrong’s offenses.

For, unalike her incisive gaze,
her own, as ever, sterling tongue
unheld-
now in drawstrung pouch,
valuated anew,
a voluble
auric currency,
if only, half-angelic-

on a shilling, flipped
either her
heady halo
or
flippant tailing spade
down to his fanciful
farthest memory’s
false-mythical relic.

Uniquely so
minted
their
infinite-
serp-
en-
tine-
lined
ark
took them
to, through, and fro
seismic
tempests
of
every deep tone
of
maroon,

and in their wakes,
she to either
drawn dagger’s edge
of her side
of the over-layered
plot in his
cast-of-celestial-sunflowers
sowing room.

Whether on
rust-fringe margin or
midnight-oil-suffused middlemost,
this plum-still honor
was noted perhaps
prematurely paid past due
one strawberry-hued
crowning creation,

as their ever thorn-unsullied
driven-snow-white bud
of perfect rose gold
was beheld too
the presiding court fools'
undeniably precious,
yet tarnished
silver-plated vexation.

Held neither decks of tarot or
cloudy-white orbs of crystal,
yet sensed she holding but one,
how withering cherry red
her arrears and his growing
eight-pound disappointment’s
true blood tinged
flaxen material worth.

But though none were ever-,
her’s had days ahead
to fulfill sky-blue morning glories
and stay his eyed greener,
so he tipped gallant felt
hat to field settled could
bear to fruition
thriving dividends of mirth.

So her ruinous debt
of autumn’s mystic-blue
accrued past their taunting of
clear-minded karma- over the
black-tar felled fruit of the dead tree,
with dueling opaque shades of,
as at best called, an unlikely
la mañana yellow-

stained steep ruby its sight,
unbalanced on her forecast-
availed no qualms over
stretch still for doubt free-
so over-dowsed so unduly
in its rich dye,
so too turned a nigh now
eternal sable morrow.

For though, after
was he turned on his head,
so turned, and for hers, he came to;
and watched they
through tear-drop gauzes
their coupled crimsoned sheets of gold
unfold once more
her sole repentant cremation,

and foresaw, in this second,
perchance, third, undoing- one-over-many-
their whispered uncertain
still to be borne
consummation of consequential charge
could as so down turn
her absolution to
an ashened abdication.

So she too side-eyed a plain-lurking
feared she-wolf biding-
ever less lonesome-
cinders to smolder,
since perceived fair in the
great wyn-imbedded long hall
was within short years of
old made in,

neath tinder-foddering timber-
supporting setback,
til given berth enow to rise anew
to share his preferable cerulean air
from their
bedchamber's hearth,
once unbearable had come his,
once again, too issue-laden.

For not yet, by,
though a fair too, bit,
inconceivable seen,
was plodding so gently from within
a packed den of common thieves
so abandoned behind
was only the matchless well-worn,
inflaming lamb’s attire,

on a couping fervid lap of this
fervent intrigue sparked ominous
by heard crow cocks,
in red flashes, solely rattling
his warped-in-held peace
and seen cockcrows,
in flickers-of-blue-eyes, raising solely
their haunting wisps in a pyre.

So was, for now,
her back dressed crude
by a wild mutt
pulling woolen blinders
so soothingly pliant seen
whilst wielding
hidden fangs, scalding, behind
an emulous sleight of sheepish paw,

for attended her
over and through
the ensuing
clashes and burnout,
and how-
and was supposed to love into whom-
she first sunk her own beheld low,
too-sooted frosted raptor's claw.

And before the next
third new moon waned,
as her
tiring-fiery-headstrong-til-full-retimbred-to-trebling-frame
had, when due, undelivered too
on her narrow-eyed now,
in reflection, smoky, wick-less
undying sovereign promise,

she howled as grasped,
if but in mind,
his wandering, chasing
iron-blue-blooded-balls and chaining leash
did brand true
a coy, softer-bleating
second-next to be forever best
fore her own cooling balm in playful solace.

On his heel,
from coarser in-dwelling caves,
reverberated three pained rounds
of one noted down bad
smitten songbird
over, to make believed more
within the realm of the less holy,
hushed cloisters on the west;

to put heated gales to a planted 
ton of briar
to sway how prickled
might be her badge;
to carry clanging rare
rocks, unaffordable,
so, alone would, sound, as just too much,
unwholly dent her crest.

For a creeping, inventive
conjurer's sticky inter(-)
woven gambit
was a graving ticking
mimic of a mnemonic
device devised
to be not first seen or heard
far and wide-sprawled;

seeking to snag
an odd inconsonant parade
marched clear through it, by
most
beyond the low reach of
entwined persuasion,
and only the odd some,
if even, even idly enthralled.

So the allusionist's ever
more crawling, up and around,
ears and eyes of eight
mis-counted,
abet-ful,
seven
countered measured
metrical wayward paces,

over their so many,
yet no well-timed,
said-so read privy
melodic couplets,
all crafted for true from her
fresh, unused pages, and
yet more, were none wise in time
to the viscous traces.

In and out of time and turn,
she was trapped off-beat
to breakneck wit;
tripped by sought fore
bygone running, still limping forth
dead men's shoes,
as tipped an ere marked
too taken lonely black-rod stool,

in this gluttonous web
of the swollen spydyr spurned
ere for more uncharitable
than her invested habits and notions
since spun in a cadence
chiefly ministered
to erratic emotions of the fallen yet more
monastically cruel.

Thus too had leveled
dead-center aim, then called
and decried her foot at fault,
for own side match
out-played past cohorts’ love
to set sore open scores-
before first served, in
preemptive return, one last defeat,

Well after,
over tremorous ground,
over-passing conventional
lower traitor’s gait,
the ere idolized,
bull-eyed on her ascendant stairs,
summited as rather
a corralled molten pyrite calf;

For no rhymes
or a sincere why, at least,
pledged to extant paper,
but a curated
sextet
was trialed by
his abjecting counsel
in undue new process and haste-

in duplicitous indictments
more condemning
hourglass-heard
honors of who
rose in and for the
twice-hammered copper,
now archaic, dome,
in lieu of his already over-wanting grace.

Paved more grievous by
their coming to be prior peers
called to
the precedenting
grandest theatre in
this presenting
self-evident mock of not so
sordid courtly affairs,

to, to
their end,
perjure as
sealed by
even hands,
her’s
and
five
collateral paths
to inter(-)
injustice,
even so
disposed with
these
conspicuous
conspiring
snares.

So though, the loftier-
framed- unracked fore, or,
as apprehended, by and by,
saved for entitled indignation and unease-
held just steadfast
in her purity within
their hold’s domain and
replied to all mounting charges so well,

they evinced patently all-around
only the yet holding suspicions,
deemed disgraceful
by and of all, all-around,
feigned, if at all, all-around
just
too useful on one side
all-but-all-around, to dispel.

And for all her wiles,
proving rightful in good stand,
she was not accused then
of knowing intonations to
spell hers metered out-
for did never, but held within,
no matter,
no key cause to plead open,

to both the
ruly mob under-coerced,
over-eager over-long
to tie her token noose suspended
and the
still-swooning-over over-coerced
left for under-tangled
knot to be roped in,

could swing loose sworn final
judgments ere locked-in ironclad,
if yet still cut and tried;
so would be no stay
or escape of terms,
now too forthcoming to,
in contempt of no suit-leading
untwisted proof or confession,

upon
hearing
solemn
word of
mouthpiece,
spraying necrotic spittle,
the
capital-tilted
he
had
fore-sentenced
the indefensible
yet inarguable
execution
of her
to come to pass
unquestioned
deposition.

Reared at the bluffs,
raised twice
one
third-decreed
familiar hand, as ever
too steering, instead of one’s
two
due bulwark defender’s gates,

one damning finger
too many
pointed,
past too dogged,
as one with two
and two dozen
more toward two
last too towering fates.

Yet recused, as diplomatic,
was one one-nearer,
too shaken for two
too irretrievably
spiraling too
by its too
conscripted
assisting groundwork;

but resigned too,
left
unbellowed
two
outcries felt visceral,
as left
to
slyly
slink
to
shielded
shelter
in
one's
natural bull-esque order's
too skittish shirk.

Thus, two two-or-more-fold
desecrated bonds,
as if ever too as one,
were squired
bound to too
inhabit these ever two for one
grim shining nights’
too teeming shadow,

as with all,
above all to sweep
one too callously
from the one too
wearing aisle
of the one too raring to be
their once triumph's
unlawful widow.

Who swelled too draconic,
so settled round table, as chivalric,
would, with the one
sharpest blade of betrayals
to coil one too momentous portent-
akin one unkindness and
two murders of blackbirds-
over only one head,

from the brightest jewel in the
crown, trailing their
rougher-dealt
close-carbon pair,
one ace
come chillingly to ice,
tinctured-translucent black, with
two blazes of one dulling lead.

Stars scried-
now streaking garnet tears-
for how to get their own chaste
tails into cleared open space but,
ere, as the lynchpin of all,
how could her
being yet so conducted
be yet so acquitted?

So she
dreamed dreams
sleepless deep
in a fallen moonless moonlit hold,
where tossed and turned over
all her ere
mortal mistakes late known
and deadly sins uncommitted.

And one rued made, most,
with grave insight-
how her ever slighted airs
could ever have too
spited a clipped just ere
soured stone sapling's
own unowed worst, if even ere
dreamable, nightmare.

Yet heeded astir 
anew in a sunless sunlit abyss,
her riven trunk’s claret
as flowed in air-
ere never clearer mist-
would not by too-gusting
misturn turn more
coursing poison than fare.

Til,
only
beyond
their
ragged
breathy
panes,
rolled
the fellow
sacrificial
tolls
of the ere
forged
god’s
apocalyptic
indulgent
thunder,

and morning fogged her
ere bereft windows' view
of his elemental
5-pointed outline,
viewed devilish,
with her now seen hazy mist
rallying steelier
with each connecting sunder.

Fortified,
she
prayed
on in
this
ere and still
endless
game
of
wait
for the
imminent
circling
fall
of
her lost
thousand days of rain,

so could his
still vibrant
mercurial sky
faster fade,
if, as must be, so over-turbulent,
for cast ere
up next of the
mildest palest of plain.

Her indurated soul
arisen so tranquil
on its vaulted chamber’s
final precipice
had given
slender comfort
to a crescendoing
lamenting choir,

but knew true within,
the, as ever, devout beauty,
out-glowing more ethereal
amid his
infernal darkness,
her past torch
would lift her
still higher.

So came trimmed
regally in a fitting
martyr's shade,
she stood then tall,
poised so seraphic
oversoon,
under a connecting
common gable,

as if, never words truer,
most happi
to then leave
below an earthly
empty chair
at his
bloody
crowded table.

Led by hope
even on this
pitch-blackest day,
came one late,
only hither
to be only to
dove's luminance
mercifully blessed,

the upheld
raven-stranded
white falcon,
once cut short in grace,
was not in spirit, now,
by vigilant arms,
alighted
in quiet rest.

A
kneeled
silence lives
yet
in wavering
murmurs,
as first
stunned so
under
the
ghastly
inky
pall
of mindful still
observant
muted
prayer,

and, in unquavering, anew,
as a
plated phoenix
outpaced a fortnight
to flock from
near-charcoal ashes
to pad up in spired 
ivory fleeced lair.

Now
say
some
a broken
clock
wailed
nine
and
twenty times;

but after
say
more
the
elegist
sang
another
one and five chimes.

Before over-long,
beamed
the elusive rays,
lorded
over-vital
over all,
wan
in the ever leaden sky;

then,
before long enough,
the sought
unsparingly
unspared shafted
without vigor
would be
mourned in auras of wry.

And
over-early
alike, the
high minded
ashen rye-catching,
if unbeknownst,
paragon,
as ill-turned
downwind, soared
to a,
save for
one or VIII,
evermore
too
hollow
hallowed
gorge;

as lost
to their labored
sole Pyrrhic victory,
the lone obeyance
to an ever out-sizing greying cur,
when too late,
he favored, wardenesque,
singly over five and VI to reforge.

Though its prowling heart-mask
was avowed in pieces with
one or 4 said
unsightly cleaves
specially given how ward
to his headmost- taking,
once or twice, a lifetime and/or 5-
duty was culled,

the glimmer
of his
coal,
over-raked,
raged on
yet
forth,
ever below
par
of its,
by last gleam,
three or 6,
but truly six,
proper
dynamic
flames
dulled.

His eraser struck the second
of these nigh unreadable chapters,
turned now
to a tutoring lesson
for the other maids
or maidens in wait to learn
or to her own sisterhood’s
laudatory riveting lyrical chaplet,

for avid pupils to follow,
leading ever more yet,
for one,
discovered his and her
linked letters
inked dry
on a neglected, chalky fore
dusted noble tablet.

And
an instructive,
ever
biding unwritten,
sunken
coffer
of
elm,
reclaimed in
the nick,
with,
out of the blue,
their, unexpected
rosy blushed,
primary I and
10 more decorative
leaves of oak,

saved just enough of her
lectured taut tale's
mind-rending end
for her
taught lecher-tattered
hole-riddled whole
to be still oft in captivated conjecture
misnoted and misspoke.

So her weary
guiltless ghost
wanders over wary
to deliver restless
her moving bowing scene,
then still 
before still then again,
near an everlasting, but still not, tour of green,

and so asks ever more
of all true meddlers
who still would,
but will ever still not,
know real her all
to thence leave
all but her right
best unseen,

in the ever
still invisible sphere
of her just
seconds and hours
that unjustly
only came
long-drawn
to sooner still pass;

and so too of any new
unfilled pages to come still
to praise her cause
kinder in
resurrection
than their still unsightful
worst animalistic
words in her last.

For she oft drew,
and draws still,
pouncing pride's retractable knives
out fitter still
for a king unexposed-
more fore, less past
his jugular swipe's timeless
edifying echoes first knelled-

as the
festering til feral alpha fiend
struck innately at will,
if still
best concealed,
as still knew his own might
and, to account,
could not be over-held.

Howbeit, still, from her
once-upon-a-still-singular-lifetime's
fictive fable
of a handsome, magnetic love
yet revealed a
true fixation
turned
a heinous, malevolent cold-

over-contending ever still
why and what
befalls and becomes her
legendizes her legacy
beyond one viewed clear
dressed ever still again in
always the same
swath of pure gold.