this
eldritch touch that creeps from below
spreading like
elecampane in the sun
knowing my nature–– (
eleemosynary)
elegiac in humble
embonpoint.
clutching this failed
elocutionist
the
eluent to my cold
eluate.
Elnath!
Elohim!
your
empyrean shield hides you still.
encyclical correspondence
holds sway over the
energumen;
while I–– (change
engrammatic:)
flee with a poor
entrechat.