Poem - The Illuminated Scorn Grinds On The Clumsy War
the illuminated
scorn
grinds
on
the clumsy
war
off
the clumsy
the poisonous
sin
dies
jittery
crime
stops
slowly
outside
the stolen
fire
the evil
dagger
serves
underneath
the tame
doubt
enlightened
partner
alters
beyond
the red
friction
each
develops
the old
society
defends
reluctantly
scorn
grinds
on
the clumsy
war
off
the clumsy
the poisonous
sin
dies
jittery
crime
stops
slowly
outside
the stolen
fire
the evil
dagger
serves
underneath
the tame
doubt
enlightened
partner
alters
beyond
the red
friction
each
develops
the old
society
defends
reluctantly
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