Scrabbled

When the eggs get scrabbled
the hard scramble ceases to amble

brittling the surface of the face
by surfeit, by graceless effigy

at such a remove from reality
that the interpolative interpretation

becomes a charade of incantation
a blade of usurpation

an unmade bed without cause
or function

so hard 
so card

so bard
that even William

would not sleep through
any of these yolky nights.