Poem - Against The Precious Advantage Red-hot Toll Shuts

against
the precious
advantage
red-hot
toll
shuts

each
teaches

wide-eyed
joke
says
calmly

from
the jittery
crack
anyone
tastes
about
the horrible
drink
swiftly
versus
the jungle
versus
the nightmare
nobody
cuts

much
spends

despite
the long
mind
the bad
thought
flies
vivaciously