By my vast disaster,
raised stakes and swelter.
Summed up in sleep,
we botch the ruckus.
No, it’s quite airtight.
Lay the defenses, you implored,
and lay them I did,
with whatever game I mustered.
Now, for the bolstering exercise.
We elect to disperse.
The big dumb moon
just goes on waning.
-r. miller
*Insert Propaganda Here* 