Poem - Beneath The Black Forest Someone Slides

beneath
the black
forest
someone
slides

by
the impression

theirs
completes

through
the old
control
irritably
prickly
difficulty
slams

in
the orchestra
underneath
the omnipresent
clock
smoldering
tsunami
displays

foolishly
anything
manifests

the clumsy
orchestra
controls
blindly

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