Saturday, July 7, 2018

Poem - The Frail Protest Holds In The Precipice

the frail
protest
holds
in
the precipice


fiercely
toward
the world

the strange
respect
spills

burned
target
splits

underneath
the quiet
scorn
the long
pill
springs
toward
the supernova
down
the temper
this
slams
fondly

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