Monday, April 16, 2018

Poem - We Draws On The Excess

we
draws
on
the excess
illuminated
resistance
raises


the rabid
stranger
loses

the quickest
battle
shreds

everybody
seeks

the distant
cemetary
presents

accidentally
the kind
attempt
knits
about
the eclipsed
blood
anxiously
the poisonous
voodoo
throws
cheerfully

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