Have within a deficient, ugly inside,

twisted coals of bleak –

How have I've managed to stay above the salacious tide?

Yet, never fall underneath –

Gravelly shouts for any mindful replies...

were no fluttering white wings,

no magnificence, waiting to help myself fly –

clouds broke slack by forced mystical voice upswing,

befell the edge just before unemotional reside;

Mind leaks reasonable truth,

heart shrieks flustered tune,

Oh...how simply one slips and falls out of variant view.