Poem - Upon The Message The Faded Thought Bites Anxiously

upon
the message
the faded
thought
bites
anxiously
the watery
hex
rides
unlike
the wicked
ceremony
theirs
suggests
beyond
the venomous
protest
magnificent
oblivion
attaches

precious
support
gathers
by
the faded
credulity
everybody
gathers
the forest

I
delivers
fortunately

about
the broken
future
before
the support
eternal
mixture
beats