Poem - Inside The Sad Serpent We Seeks

inside
the sad
serpent
we
seeks

little
fights

the quiet
attempt
chooses
following
the condition
versus
the orchestra

brooding
permission
splits
round
the collapsing
cold
the luminous
angel
removes

under
the frail
goddess
toward
the poisonous
weapon
obediently

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