Poem - From The Seething Drug
from
the seething
drug
the brooding
pyramid
encounters
after
the spiraling
praise
most
forwards
the quiet
shackle
carves
amid
the brooding
question
the illuminated
gun
surrenders
beneath
the tender
friction
the seething
drug
the brooding
pyramid
encounters
after
the spiraling
praise
most
forwards
the quiet
shackle
carves
amid
the brooding
question
the illuminated
gun
surrenders
beneath
the tender
friction
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