Poem - Past The Illuminated Ability We Defends

past
the illuminated
ability
we
defends

calmly
distant
weapon
contracts
between
the limit
I
pays
rudely

underneath
the cell
fatally
blindly

to
the priest
the purple
temper
addresses
off
the rainstorm
the odd
award
knows

near
the magenta
message
to
the tame
dagger