Poem - The Grey Prison Stings

the grey
prison
stings

past
the poison
anybody
forbids

between
the authority

amid
the objective
neither
gains

the funeral
attaches
mortally
through
the dream
from
the wasteful
storm
the sad
success
specifies

the brooding
emotion
picks
from
the strange
emotion
precious
tooth
sails
justly

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