Sunday, June 10, 2018

Poem - The Frail Concoction Creates As The Assistance

the frail
concoction
creates
as
the assistance
none
creates
weakly


aboard
the calm
who
flails

whomever
raises

the rare
comment
ignites

that
shreds
for
the dizzy
heaven
many
attaches
down
the shadow
equally
white-hot
stress
forgives

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