Poem - The Breathing Voodoo Twists Toward The Tall Poison
the breathing
voodoo
twists
toward
the tall
poison
somebody
stings
everybody
hoists
before
the white-hot
daydream
amid
the mind
the suspect
catches
without
the broken
dune
few
destroys
voodoo
twists
toward
the tall
poison
somebody
stings
everybody
hoists
before
the white-hot
daydream
amid
the mind
the suspect
catches
without
the broken
dune
few
destroys
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