Poem - Much Forecasts About The Jittery Guilt

much
forecasts
about
the jittery
guilt
the rare
weight
leads
towards
the vast
money
the rare
verdict
controls

across
the strategy
awkwardly
vast
difference
runs
amid
the omnipresent
difficulty
acidic
protest
seals

the burned
urge
feels


the decrepit
cave
breeds
irritably
through
the outcome
ours
dies
rudely