Monday, April 16, 2018

Poem - The Dying Hell Strains Aboard The Brooding Scorn

the dying
hell
strains
aboard
the brooding
scorn
the shadowed
oblivion
performs
about
the
to
the long
case
joyously
yours
misconstrues

she
challenges

the omnipresent
pistol
notifies

the black
correlation
presumes

everything
attends

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