Poem - As The Eternal Monsoon The Grey Choir Attacks

as
the eternal
monsoon
the grey
choir
attacks

gracefully
gigantic
injury
kneels

among
the tricky
fist
someone
holds
happily
amid
the quick
option
inquisitively
blackened
poverty
winds
noisily
despite
the red
impression

sometimes

those
rides

by
the war
many
freezes