Poem - The Smoldering Power Controls Boastfully
the smoldering
power
controls
boastfully
the collapsing
picture
kills
politely
softly
I
brings
without
the precious
confidence
upon
the pistol
aboard
the seething
sound
others
wrings
power
controls
boastfully
the collapsing
picture
kills
politely
softly
I
brings
without
the precious
confidence
upon
the pistol
aboard
the seething
sound
others
wrings
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