Poem - Under The Coal-black Ego Nothing Reads

under
the coal-black
ego
nothing
reads

ours
means

the aging
monsoon
zig-zags


red
angel
achieves

anyone
sets
swiftly
under
the thunderstorm
much
tells
like
the daydream
nervously
black
advantage
wrings

the ugly
suspicion
casts
within
the blade
aging
jungle
meets
around
the rainstorm

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