Within the Chasm of King Carlos's Findible Mind
What this family tree has shed and has carelessly scattered, my arms shall gather: these
Leaves of absence which now shroud this inherited ground, and which I now nitrify
With a certain solitude of my understanding. However, what its open branches have
Allowed to escape, my guarded fists shall in closure seal: this absence of leaves
Which, in chiasmus, I must now read before inscribing my signature upon this place.
Borrowing the mask of grief and silence and armed with the mirror of my own shadow,
I shall ride once more the pacific doldrums of my imagination and shall try to climb
The demise of an internal storm. For at this height the view of my chaos is more beautiful
As it is more dangerous. A mind-rending rage which has
