R.S.V.P

Stranger, invitation-only

Not one’s gone out, not one’s received

My friend, invitations are lonely

Not one’s full-filled, none achieved

Spectator, you’ve meshed in poorly

You’ve come to deceive by the (watchdog’s) change repeal

An acronym for a wildling child. Slung on a shoulder, to post

An escape for a hurrying artist. Slithering down a wall, to shore

A convenient distance for a route now parted. Slicing part the world, to export

I’ll impale the burns of a vision now, faded. Shifting freely to an unknown resort