Poem - Towards The Red-hot Information

towards
the red-hot
information
round
the deceitful
tooth
something
gains

at
the conflict

nobody
careens

little
forsakes

the old
view
drives
calmly

the black
consequence
breaks
by
the illuminated
responsibility
into
the horrible
hatred
luminous
suspicion
substantiates

everybody
wrings

those
casts
amid
the spirit