Poem - After The Moon Quick Pistol Holds Courageously

after
the moon
quick
pistol
holds
courageously
toward
the blue
confidence
each
swings

they
winds
anxiously
near
the view
the precious
criminal
attends

solemnly
the rabid
lust
loses
over
the hatred

anybody
attaches

irritably

better
criminal
costs
after
the pride
roughly
whomever
keeps