The Field Expedient Method v. 1

Seeking after perfection with lines of poetry perfectly formed Clearing a blockage choking the trochee wit a jolt upon a stump The field expedient method truncates verse, rhyme and stanzas budding, each leaf is a poem Like artificial intelligence in the stomach of creativity issued wing forth perfect gas clouds Duplicates without flaws are perfect replicas of things for-themselves being themselves as they were War's aesthetic judgments of battlefield's gestalt Napoleon thought perfect while a Colonel regarded horror.