Seventy-seven. Cursed
to some
in turn you'll seek
variables dispersed

What's rendered
for verse?
Cheapest meaning,
patterns worst,
immerse;
Staying so
rehearsed ?

The silence would
say with me too
the millions of things
would call a number true

This invention,
above your face
you bore
or
act so...
believing you adore.

Vagaries kill,
yet
concrete holds no thrill.
My case?
An issue of skill.
All the same,
I still take the pill.