Poem - The Old Sound Receives

the old
sound
receives

before
the pyramid
rotted
wine
deletes

the deceitful
sun
swallows

distant
goddess
sends
down
the tender
heart
into
the supernova
clever
immortality
resists

I
arises
at
the cloud
among
the desire
the mighty
medicine
decomposes

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