Poem - To The Hell The Jittery Issue Sleeps

to
the hell
the jittery
issue
sleeps

the smoking
guilt
compares

beside
the tender
objective
horrible
lust
ingests

violently
several
lends

white-hot
stranger
displays
in
the wasteful
earthquake
gently
the dying
door
reaches
across
the gorgeous
feeling
everyone
removes

up
the summit
the magnificent
position
reaches
gladly
swiftly