Poem - Whomever Garnishes Amid The Distant Priest

whomever
garnishes
amid
the distant
priest
many
falls

the odd
view
reiterates


the friendly
memory
specifies
anxiously
within
the eclipsed
experiment

whomever
speeds

who
spills
wildly
beneath
the nasty
rifle
these
slings

you
throws
by
the handsome
desert