Verse: as you will

Place your heart
in your sullen hands

then drain the sea
of its dolorous demands

illuminate
your wanderlust

then strip the angels
of their trust

consecrate
those games you play

and lead the passing
hours astray

resuscitate
your perfect solitude

and chasten lovers
for those they exclude

quick, confirm
your countenance

then find fault
in circumstance

fulminate
against the numb

and cling to solace
yet to come

efface
the distant, corpulent sun

then take these words
I am done