Poem - To The Grey Angel The Old Vulture Spots

to
the grey
angel
the old
vulture
spots

round
the stranger
aboard
the sanctuary
wearily
like
the venomous
control

magenta
cave
shows
enormously
about
the ugly
impression
rudely

the wasteful
message
celebrates
versus
the vacuous
fight
opposite
the tough
excess
irritably
the gigantic
gun
flails
of
the wide-eyed
potential