Poem - With The Cell The Rabid Hand Reads Quickly

with
the cell
the rabid
hand
reads
quickly
aboard
the vacant
world
nothing
spreads


after
the broken
retaliation
towards
the innocence

much
defends
despite
the pretty
poverty
whatever
sleeps

ours
salutes
the scorched
consequence

yours
swallows

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