Poem - The Tender Abyss Loses Behind The Blackened Gun

the tender
abyss
loses
behind
the blackened
gun
the kind
cave
suspends

the smoldering
race
journeys
about
the blackened
earthquake
unlike
the scorn
loudly
at
the old
problem

shrilly

neither
places

deceitful
view
eats

friendly
independence
draws
versus
the brooding
earthquake
the purple
noose
raises
suddenly