Rhyme is a pulley
liberates like slough
sunk in at its edges
verily carries me off.

Its ancient hinge
releases my refugee -
the unreachable wound,
an unrepentant effigy.

Hostages provocateur
stalk the undone
tossed up like a shipwreck
under a mock or mean sun.

Blows like a fire eater
into the overbright
playing chess-with-death
valiants desolate the night.

What bandies bounties
the fickle and the fled
rhyme releases disquietly
rings out the undead.