Poem - Something Fits

-
something
fits

the secret
serpent
collects

the broken
child
gains
from
the cold
the tender
crime
builds
above
the ghost
many
peels

you
burns
enormously

the ugly
noose
feels

by
the long
flower

the brooding
criminal
blows

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