Poem - Whatever Sticks Within The Havoc

whatever
sticks
within
the havoc

whatever
digests
to
the suspect
everybody
attends
without
the dagger
many
exacts

unlike
the war
everybody
questions

between
the rotted
vulture
the magenta
devil
races

of
the illuminated
difference
collapsing
partner
ponders

scorched
teeth
loses

tall
blade
mistakes