this eldritch touch that creeps from below
spreading like elecampane in the sun
knowing my nature–– (eleemosynary)
elegiac in humble embonpoint.

clutching this failed elocutionist
the eluent to my cold eluate.
Elnath! Elohim!
your empyrean shield hides you still.

encyclical correspondence
holds sway over the energumen;
while I–– (change engrammatic:)
flee with a poor entrechat.