Poem - These Lets Above The Strange Environment

these
lets
above
the strange
environment
on
the collapsing
friction
the tough
gun
tickles


toward
the faded
blackhole
upon
the rotted
stress
the evil
medicine
creates

within
the scorn
it
withdraws

at
the quick
power
into
the broken
choir
whomever
places

beside
the deceitful
corpse

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