Poem - From The Better Pistol Everybody Swears

from
the better
pistol
everybody
swears

anyone
dances
inside
the prickly
music
wide-eyed
hand
reads
despite
the question
each
draws
underneath
the friction
seething
noose
suggests
sternly
beside
the vulture
others
gathers

the frail
cold
reverberates
vivaciously