Poem - Stealthily

stealthily


near
the red-hot
question
these
rings
before
the conflict
everyone
eats
without
the picture
neither
sticks
on
the stranger
inside
the aging
blackhole
defiantly
nothing
immolates

opposite
the piano
the omnipresent
mood
forfeits

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