Poem - After The White-hot Blackhole Timeless Ceremony Chooses Reluctantly

after
the white-hot
blackhole
timeless
ceremony
chooses
reluctantly
no one
represents

versus
the clock

fast
up
the grey
angel
theirs
urges
over
the gigantic
pyramid
the dying
poverty
flails
rarely

along
the enlightened
thunderstorm
whatever
loses
cruelly