in times so adversarial few days that come are ferial -- where we don't recognize some birth, or victory, or burial -- and yet it's all officinal: what we will call medicinal, and who we'll share it with as being close enough for vicinal and so it is without regards we cut off all the langobards: reactionary dogs, or maybe jacobins, or montagnards with words that soothe, conciliate may we our truths circumvallate and though it all be so mundane may we at last equilibrate
close enough for vicinal

