Dizzy Waltz.

The playing board is grizzly grey,
Its maggot fluffed
And termite lame.
The playing pieces a pewter façade
Oh petrified minis
Weeping resins.
The rolling die is a clotty nub,
Cuticle-crinkled
And:
 
Break: the time is sliced into trine
Beached, brine – the tang of salt,
The tastes of oceans that consume
And embodied sweetened spelling,
Time expostulates – and gives birth to waves
And waves entrench time
And:
 
The gritty street is pavement-chic,
It’s Omni-gummed
And horny-garbed.
The grimy coast a slimy tentacle
With a bulbous head
And stern ink.
The playing cards are fastidious
With P.C Queens
And:
 
Exeunt Omnes.