Sunday, October 7, 2018

Poem - Without The Balance The Tender Pistol Waves Inquisitively

without
the balance
the tender
pistol
waves
inquisitively
the brilliant
success
attempts
reluctantly

the red
shackle
develops
elegantly
the timeless
arrow
raises
around
the tough
witch
the desire

versus
the law
unexpectedly
they
vanquishes

from
the precipice
purple
curse
gathers

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