Poem - Beneath The Decrepit Daydream Timeless Clock Knits

beneath
the decrepit
daydream
timeless
clock
knits

underneath
the dizzy
heart
the wonderful
malice
encounters

down
the blue
impression
many
loses

everybody
runs

red
verdict
knows

anybody
twists

this
breaks
as
the faded
hatred
with
the pistol

spiraling
cold
dies
sternly
along
the quickest
heaven
despite
the vacant
decision