A plank in the decks

There once was a girl who wrote prose
Its style was a bit of a pose
She wrote about Joyce
And exhausted her voice
Yet the text refused to metamorphose.

There was once a chap who wrote verse
Though than prose he did think it was worse
Somewhat less than lucid
His style was reducèd
Till either naïve or perverse.

"The deconstruction of fundamentals reduces the decks of clear, erroneous ideas to the plank of an excess, of remains."
        of Glas, etc!

{A bee, an eye, the letter U}

"The deconstruction of erroneous fundamentals, reductive ideas, remains a plank in the decks of an exceeding clarity."
        Ha! etc

B C Ŋ U