Poem - As The Omnipresent Symphony

as
the omnipresent
symphony
to
the power
burned
weight
settles
sadly
carefully
down
the abyss
on
the broken
dagger
around
the assignment
between
the quick
weapon
purple
assistance
pleads

anyone
holds
kindly
after
the moon
illuminated
wine
dances

the ordinary
life
loses

the red-hot
sin
plays