Monday, April 16, 2018

Poem - Spiraling Poison Runs To The Impression

spiraling
poison
runs
to
the impression
neither
casts
deliberately
aboard
the tall
ghost
much
resolves

amid
the dying
option



this
substantiates
of
the old
money
the eclipsed
pill
swings
beyond
the luminous
record

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