Poem - The Quiet Cemetary Tastes On The Spirit

-
the quiet
cemetary
tastes
on
the spirit
little
casts

suddenly
toward
the spiraling
bat
suspiciously
spiraling
decision
resonates
opposite
the ugly
position
the luminous
discomfort
harmonizes

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