Poem - Broken Pressure Loses

broken
pressure
loses


none
raises
about
the blue
lust
behind
the smoldering
cloud
nothing
runs

sharply
past
the wasteful
notion
anybody
knits
around
the vast
mixture
whichever
understands

vacuous
teeth
tastes
merrily

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