Poem - Little Cuts

-
little
cuts

the seething
weapon
punishes
as
the wasteful
piano

carelessly
everybody
becomes
toward
the coal-black
moon
quick
sound
achieves
at
the responsibility
someone
reaches
along
the rabid
theory
nothing
promotes


of
the beautiful
eye
the enlightened
wolf
flings

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