a very sloppy casserole

Tears of sadness rain from brooding clouds
Sorrows lie cold and deep
in trenchant immensities of silent
monstrous gulfs between seas of stars.

Despair howls like a wolf
in the lost and lonely places
fears creep like thieves
pain's acid etching their faces.

Thieves steal like pains
wildfires of panic flash and burn
behind eyes that see nothing but
phantasms of stochastic ontology.

More than assiduously annoying
shards of perplexity notwithstanding
bovine employers employing
imploring and/or wryly demanding.