Poem - Neither Tastes Towards The Tame Guilt

neither
tastes
towards
the tame
guilt
towards
the frail
raindrop
neither
fits

into
the red
boat

this
resists
underneath
the abyss
anything
slumbers
vivaciously
from
the ego
friendly
mixture
ignites
through
the wasteful
ghost

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