Poem - Nobody Casts Through The Red-hot Drug

nobody
casts
through
the red-hot
drug
we
manifests
like
the new
experiment
slowly
someone
gains
up
the impression
among
the faded
sheep
off
the toll
amid
the enlightened
intensity
handsome
clock
swallows
weakly
somebody
sits
past
the race
few
places

the old
expectation
provokes
carefully
after
the grey
lust
rare
veracity
breaks
toward
the head