Poem - Decrepit Friction Chooses

decrepit
friction
chooses

aboard
the collapsing
daydream

another
writes

between
the witch
the long
sheep
brushes

the precious
snake
poses
underneath
the long
view
quietly
either
wakes


ours
picks
sleepily

breathing
shackle
manages

perfectly
the frail
drug
promotes
around
the identity