I see your idea. Gnarly aviation. 
 
Purity on the surface deed is recorded, perked into light  
 
                          handily.  
 
Public-private property hit on a plan wound up slugged in disguise,  
 
A ‘contract’ on big physics, ghastly on its back.  
There’s envy of political haters’ swimming synchronized,  
                          beyond prayer —   
 
(In or without ebon ink, capitalists itemize all bets.)   
 
One pleasure is borrowing sentences to raise our debits.   
 
All experience is seriously snipped off.. How to wear a summer dress.