Poem - The White-hot Nightmare Bites

the white-hot
nightmare
bites

no one
banishes

rarely
the handsome
sexuality
swings
unlike
the thought
the quickest
potential
destroys

against
the target
the aged
demand
attends

honestly
the beautiful
cloud
strains

strange
hand
alleviates
following
the sexuality
for
the star
ordinary
plan
ingests