Poem - Amid The Clumsy Moon

-
amid
the clumsy
moon
the blazing
pride
realizes

I
surrenders


something
stands
beneath
the voodoo
the blazing
blood
strikes

after
the support
the rotted
guilt
douses

despite
the wide-eyed
independence
the stolen
way
slices

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