Sunday, June 10, 2018

Poem - Toward The Vacant Gun The Distant Assistance Controls

toward
the vacant
gun
the distant
assistance
controls

the quick
fire
fights

whomever
salutes

much
reaches

another
withdraws

many
chooses
politely
anxiously
nasty
difficulty
obscures

sad
thunderstorm
grows
up
the priest
violently
without
the old
desert

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