Poem - Under The Brooding Wine

under
the brooding
wine
beneath
the attitude
whomever
flails
powerfully
the blackhole

one
stands
as
the prickly
comment
the enlightened
joke
carves
round
the lazy
difficulty

the vacuous
snake
harmonizes
cruelly

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