Casting lots

And the drinking went according to the law: There is no such thing as restraint!—Esther 1:8

Temperance overturned—
    Why care    ¿…

    Just party all the time—
      so drunk you forget what you did to your wife

    And the queen, wrinkled and bent, still possesses
      the signet ring that gives unchecked power over 127 provinces
        the names of whose languages she does not even know

        The queen and her cousin
    cannot be deposed

    And once signed with the signet ring, no edict can be revoked
                        ↫ ↬

Might as well toss the dice to choose
                the date for a genocide

Open the archive in the middle of the night

    Read any page, it does not matter

    Then mount the king’s horse to vaunt the people who don’t jibe anywhere
      who cast up on a new shore all the time

Explanatory gloss: Two words hold a key to Purim

Andy Oram
March 7, 2023

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