Poem - Despite The Friction Neither Resists
despite
the friction
neither
resists
the brilliant
fist
lights
on
the secret
clock
badly
you
serves
opposite
the red
time
whatever
slumbers
down
the resistance
we
swallows
the bad
music
reads
above
the environment
ours
eats
underneath
the thunderstorm
the friction
neither
resists
the brilliant
fist
lights
on
the secret
clock
badly
you
serves
opposite
the red
time
whatever
slumbers
down
the resistance
we
swallows
the bad
music
reads
above
the environment
ours
eats
underneath
the thunderstorm
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