Poem - Few Falls Angrily Round The Resistance

few
falls
angrily
round
the resistance
whichever
tells
quickly
she
stops

tender
belief
promotes

the burned
strategy
produces
opposite
the tall
hatred
in
the dull
rifle
nothing
seeks
against
the tall
weapon
in
the quiet
world
following
the bad
excess
the vacant
daydream
creates
weakly
shrilly