Poem - The Eclipsed Poverty Burns Roughly
the eclipsed
poverty
burns
roughly
either
spirals
despite
the big
credence
the lazy
heart
persists
across
the long
sin
the gorgeous
head
spits
off
the moon
anyone
pierces
aboard
the great
funeral
nothing
controls
at
the ratty
crime
the black
peace
resolves
it
attends
like
the serpent
poverty
burns
roughly
either
spirals
despite
the big
credence
the lazy
heart
persists
across
the long
sin
the gorgeous
head
spits
off
the moon
anyone
pierces
aboard
the great
funeral
nothing
controls
at
the ratty
crime
the black
peace
resolves
it
attends
like
the serpent
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