Poem - The Clumsy Mouth Lets Down The Rifle

the clumsy
mouth
lets
down
the rifle
purple
suspicion
wakes
across
the finding

within
the rumor
among
the door

neither
shuts
sadly
up
the rainy
teeth
that
speeds


without
the omnipresent
protest

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