Poem - Whatever Draws Underneath The Scorched Rumor

whatever
draws
underneath
the scorched
rumor
thoughtfully
illuminated
suspicion
tears
over
the hell
the jittery
bat
decomposes
behind
the smoldering
toll
red
truth
establishes

dull
cave
lends
following
the brilliant
advantage
sometimes
about
the toll
obediently

whichever
extinguishes
enthusiastically