Poem - Shyly Neither Flies

shyly
neither
flies

the grey
mixture
others
spins
greedily
cheerfully
some
completes
without
the power
who
imposes

unlike
the clumsy
dagger
aging
music
chooses
reluctantly
any
carves
behind
the shadowed
sin
brooding
result
swims

the wide-eyed
obstacle
sings