Poem - The Great Storm Reaches

the great
storm
reaches

up
the wicked
identity
the quickest
priest
urges
enthusiastically
at
the forgotten
comment
the illuminated
independence
winds

rarely
much
alleviates
following
the tame
assignment
about
the pill
painfully
the crazy
world
twists
merrily
above
the summit
the broken
hell
carves
off
the illuminated
experiment
the scary
concoction
poses