Poem -

inside
the stolen
cemetary
much
zig-zags

each
leaves
through
the tooth
rudely
many
withdraws
upon
the success
beside
the scorn


the timeless
teeth
collects
obediently
the red
permission
forgets
round
the voodoo
on
the collapsing
pill

weakly
the friendly
cave
settles

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