Where Realm ends,
shit extends.
That not logged
Or preterite writ,
inboxed for redact
Or unboxed, off-script sacked,
Is within game’s way.
Oh, say’d and Yea/Nay
To Audible once Stage-set
We Spot rule by engagement
Plutarchs, marks, and leveraged chattel
Siege Party march, POTUS elections addled
with organic troubles, with a grip-shift missed
Old-boys on the double, and those, indifferent skip,
Where film ends
You extend
Act forth, form civil trends
Come out strong round some bends
Once where TKOs ejected those
Vain and earnest, powerful surge
And away, we go…