Apostrophe

What is yours

is not

mine

what 

belongs belongs

here and there

Once arrived stasis

breaks open

toward

Steeplechase

replete with 

recursion ad infinitum

Rank and file

ranked by

soliloquy

Allow

this penchant

for iambic pentameter

to be replaced

by stasis

flanked

by 

gum by 

cracky ad hominem

dispatch fueled through

airwaves flush

with

opinionatrix

in chief

flecked with raw

coloration from within

habit forming

slush

thus

the owned

remained tethered by

magnetic pull toward

the smallest 

of

thin

minded voracious

thieves of power