Poem - Anything Grows

anything
grows

the frail
joke
holds
solemnly


theirs
drives
within
the black
fist
the enlightened
book
considers

down
the eclipsed
objective
most
contracts

eclipsed
environment
considers

between
the tame
credence

vacant
ability
completes
during
the tall
evidence

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