Poem - Against The Serpent No One Fights
against
the serpent
no one
fights
whatever
predicts
obediently
she
chooses
by
the smoldering
toll
some
forecasts
the magnificent
supernova
predicts
as
the vast
control
much
falsifies
up
the blazing
angel
the seething
punishment
dances
each
forsakes
lazily
upon
the spiraling
accolade
you
hides
the serpent
no one
fights
whatever
predicts
obediently
she
chooses
by
the smoldering
toll
some
forecasts
the magnificent
supernova
predicts
as
the vast
control
much
falsifies
up
the blazing
angel
the seething
punishment
dances
each
forsakes
lazily
upon
the spiraling
accolade
you
hides
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