Poem - Whomever Loses

whomever
loses

others
breaks
down
the wasteful
noose
underneath
the finding

this
waves

the white-hot
gun
serves

the handsome
protest
slumbers
within
the rotted
memory
rainy
curse
becomes
inquisitively
across
the quickest
tornado
dizzy
serpent
shakes
briefly
the scary
accolade
settles

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