Reverse Midas Touch

Stomach-wrenching body blows dog those blighted by endemic fiasco,, grim dervish whirl of death a maybe one day royal flush, predicament that hoodoo mark in frozen ink, cataclysmic episode relentless as unfolding bleak plot, monumental exploits somehow never quite transpire, catalogue of hair-brained schemes hatched, bearing doomed lugubrious stamp, dream laden Walter Mitty high wire act, accomplishment on Richter scale peak, yearned from one’s deep canyon gut, now faint spark ashen bonfire residue, gilt-edge province fosters stainless steel chariot endeavour, before mockery of ego rejection slips encroach, painstaking gumption beyond familiar human norms boomerang, mishap strewn pathways evince ghoulish graveyard howl, magic is anathema to wretched soul oppressed by contretemps, reverse that coy euphemism for continuous blunt flop, Midas gold tarnished outlier but gutter bound nightmare, subconscious eerie whisper that most rough cast turnscrew, havoc wreaking spiral to amorphous gridlock, blunder prone DNA blueprint askew, self-esteem a rudderless craft whose guile is rent on wicked sea, photo finish phantom world frustration, triumph that slippy eel marsh light, almost there whiff of breath podium glory, yet tantalising distance an abject sandbank, one can only shudder, tender ocean womb mourning, for such victims of satanic wrongful bind, whose chilling lack baffles earthborn portrait