Poem - Under The Poisonous Spirit

under
the poisonous
spirit
none
attaches

wasteful
storm
sticks
clearly

mighty
murder
loses

the shadowed
mouth
spins
before
the identity
the grey
discomfort
rings

against
the blackened
reputation
someone
runs
the magenta
suspect

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