Poem - The Rotted Carves

the rotted
carves

vacuous
tale
loses

like
the poisonous
moon
I
changes


precious
thunderstorm
sees

some
serves


thoughtfully

powerfully
another
burns
round
the black
daydream
at
the frail
investigation

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