Can I be solved Can I be filled May I be traveled As these fears How to be broken How to be swum As these gambling Stars to be humbled Colliding aboard unkempt Fields of ulterior courtship Perhaps as painfully acquired Tenuously calmed rapprochements Comedically yours, avenging loss With a roll through fires imagined And not; this slurring dedication Never truly leaves my palate In this freest season of given-up Fitting my heritage and not my inklings At slowing your pastel as it reaches my chasuble Drily presentable between reckonings I raise my cup to your crown Drinking your blessing, your raiment, your truth Through prouder lips having never opened Deviated of mind and ardent in service