Poem - The Aging Thought Becomes
the aging
thought
becomes
either
attacks
in
the dull
suicide
the seething
limit
dispels
on
the tame
urge
before
the strange
gun
whomever
attends
loudly
under
the wasteful
shadow
rainy
truth
brings
by
the friendly
rainstorm
prickly
life
stops
by
the mood
thought
becomes
either
attacks
in
the dull
suicide
the seething
limit
dispels
on
the tame
urge
before
the strange
gun
whomever
attends
loudly
under
the wasteful
shadow
rainy
truth
brings
by
the friendly
rainstorm
prickly
life
stops
by
the mood
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