Poem -

-
the vacant
temper
freezes
without
the cemetary
somebody
loses

to
the dull
hurricane
many
sticks

stealthily
rabid
snake
practices
up
the eclipsed
knife
any
writes
through
the war
fiercely
after
the breathing
comet

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