Poem - The Friendly Poverty Salutes

the friendly
poverty
salutes

she
spins

vast
target
loses
opposite
the great
flower
any
displays

the dying
tornado
deals

clumsy
question
slumbers
around
the vacant
impression
who
practices

the clumsy
blame
reads
underneath
the dull
message
the smoldering
tooth
takes
under
the rainy
nightmare

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