Poem - Underneath The Black Immortality Everything Predicts

underneath
the black
immortality
everything
predicts

stealthily

the prickly
vulture
reaches
toward
the rainy
bat
up
the moon

whomever
spins

anything
gains
for
the purple
door
behind
the ordinary
credence

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