Spent ashes cease
the whirlwind
of heeded flame,
chiding incantations
thrice-hight
for a daemon wox;

I exorcise
dirty laundry,
satisfying
to anneal its
petty
vengeance
by carpal
-cuts

–While opprobrious
emendations–sear
hooves inside
the white tarsus
of my cowed,
unquiet
foot.