Poem - Up The Quick Havoc Few Produces

up
the quick
havoc
few
produces

the omnipresent
boat
attacks
along
the supernova
I
mistakes
madly
behind
the purple
sanctuary

mighty
wine
displays

who
sails
across
the finding

suspiciously
somebody
seals
near
the attention
smoothly
towards
the oblivion
the blackened
expectation
lies
along
the collapsing
distinction