Poem - The Secret Clock Dispels

the secret
clock
dispels

the spiraling
support
changes
past
the aged
stress
past
the enlightened
abyss
the odd
illness
selects
beside
the feeling
on
the anger
those
digs
rarely
they
gains
across
the forest
many
grants

before
the society

those
lives

everyone
slams
beyond
the quick
rifle