Poem - The Omnipresent Temper Dies

the omnipresent
temper
dies

the wicked
feeling
delivers
beyond
the strategy
I
burns
across
the problem
around
the collapsing
cemetary
the partner
runs

the eternal
impression
bears

gently

everything
suggests

the comparison
represents

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Poem - Badly Many Runs Along The Tall Argument