A Throw of the Dice

Nothing

          Of memorable crisis
                   Or maybe
                              All results of the event have been completed in zero view
                                                                                                                         Human

                                                                                           Will take place
                                                                    Pours the absence of a common height

                                                                                                             But the place
                                      Some splashing under the water seems to scatter the empty work
                                                                             Accidentally which is otherwise
                                                                        By his lies
                                                                  Will be established
                                                                                  Defeat

                                       At this latitude
                                                       Unspecified
                                                                  Waves
                                                                       Where all reality vanishes

Except
On high
Probably
As far as space can fuse

                                                                                    Excluding interest
                                                                                Mark it out
                                                                                                       In general
                                                          By a certain oblique through a certain decay
                                                                                                           Of fire
                                                                 Towards
                                                                     What should happen
                                                                          Sepentrion as well as North

                                                                                                         A constellation

                                                                      Cold from forgetfulness and neglect
                                                                                                     Not so much
                                                                                             That's not the number
                                                                            Some empty and on a higher surface
                                                                                                Constant shock
                                                                                                        On the way to the stars
                                                                            Total account to create

                                                     Surveillance
                                                                Doubt
                                                                       Rolling
                                                                            Bright and meditative

                                                                                        Before stopping
                                                                                 In some terminus that sanctifies it