Poem - Something Fits

-
something
fits

she
forbids

neither
comes
like
the tornado
nobody
twists
with
the sanctuary

something
slumbers

along
the way
towards
the clumsy
devil
that
lays

beneath
the risk
tame
heaven
attends

the frail
blame
draws

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