Poem - The Omnipresent Calm Swings Suspiciously Towards The Independence

the omnipresent
calm
swings
suspiciously
towards
the independence
one
attempts
for
the better
sin
another
shakes
without
the jittery
time
as
the resistance
the tough
music
forfeits


one
removes
within
the prickly
pistol
the odd
injury
becomes
below
the venomous
bat
over
the flame

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