Salvaged

Scanning the refuse soaked in sorrow's sanguine cesspool
vacuous intent to gleam in essence what is mentally drooled as dross,
for seeing in the wasteland lament stretching with wretched writhing
chasms were neglect has tarnished the silvery slivers of essence
grazing in the decay with gourmet prevarications that restores lost glimmer
knowing with right seasoning what seems a festering pustule is really a diamond.