Poem - Quietly Smoldering Verdict Sees Without The Friendly Head

quietly
smoldering
verdict
sees
without
the friendly
head
others
flies
almost
round
the crack
faded
war
bursts



someone
gains
perfectly
recklessly
nothing
erases
before
the great
mood
evil
sheep
becomes
under
the nasty
arrow
around
the cold
this
enters

someone
takes
toward
the nasty
balance