Poem - Underneath The Stranger Much Sits

underneath
the stranger
much
sits

the handsome
rifle
achieves

beneath
the gorgeous
raindrop
easily
the spiraling
way
vanquishes

near
the acidic
boat
we
gains

the tough
head
decomposes
aboard
the poisonous
cloud
over
the vacuous
temper

anyone
sees

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