Benching empty breadbins
Arms thick as broadbeans
Queens off the board, knight to L4
Tarot tower rooks moving as arrows do when targets stand in front of you
Siege engines pregnant with men, peppered with quarrel and pilum
Ed Gein how bodies are piling higher than the Wisconsin snow
Faster than I can peel them, the zeal of ice keeps them whole
A wave malevolent withershinsed my vessel en route to Grey Havens
L7 D7 D12 NTH DIMENSION LV426 H3LL0RH3AV3N
My insights are trenchant
My weapon word dependent
Your beverage my effluent
Private aircraft my pilot flew it
In view of your pilot my pirates.
Alchemisland 
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