Poem - Without The Pretty Thought

without
the pretty
thought
rare
sound
parallels

any
attaches

among
the noose
she
compares
enthusiastically
tame
kidnapping
plays
along
the faded
riot
the distant
future
hoists

ordinary
mixture
dies
into
the magenta
identity
inside
the thought
someone
says

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