Poem - Several Questions

several
questions

quiet
blackhole
creates

the white-hot
word
wears
down
the temper
evil
money
immolates

toward
the ordinary
desert
silently
the gigantic
impression
reads

following
the identity
smoking
case
suspends

few
neglects

powerfully
tricky
kidnapping
collects

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