Excellent! I love the surreal imagery (bucket of thermometers, pitchfork) and the sustained metaphor around the chessboard. I also am impressed at your use of "soul," which is pure cliche in most poetry, but you flip it, roast it like a marshmallow, and swap it for some useful exercise equipment.

This poem is a clinic. With your permission, I will share it with my creative writing students this semester.

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