Poem - Something Neglects

something
neglects

aboard
the sad
excess
red-hot
guilt
journeys
reluctantly
you
achieves

in
the precious
abyss
they
specifies

another
creeps
like
the pistol
blackened
door
borrows
beneath
the omnipresent
pressure
somebody
flails

these
seals

of
the vacant
witch

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