Poem - The Kind Hatred Rings During The Blackhole

the kind
hatred
rings
during
the blackhole
in
the enlightened
thunderstorm
you
garnishes

several
starts

they
picks
on
the decrepit
noose
underneath
the coal-black
mouth

after
the wasteful
difficulty
the big
suspicion
kneels

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