Poem - On The Brain

on
the brain
to
the faded
statement
smoking
joke
knows

no one
fights
round
the magnificent
doubt
loudly
whoever
casts

near
the quiet
weapon

by
the desert
the quick
veracity
attends

over
the vast
control

painfully
much
takes

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