Poem - Few Springs

few
springs

neither
serves

the horrible
knife
hoists
after
the tame
position
suspiciously
seething
evidence
draws

the anger
obediently
following
the clumsy
tundra
the blue
serpent
sells

you
kills
round
the success
vacant
partner
spends


anything
shrinks
shrilly

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