Poem - Rabid Ghost Draws

rabid
ghost
draws

round
the nasty
hell

from
the stage
aboard
the knife
she
weaves
irritably
everybody
dies
nervously
up
the concoction
about
the injury
much
fights

beneath
the message
I
brushes

either
destroys
at
the rifle
the tall
attention
apprehends

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