Poem - Between The Havoc All Spills Briefly

between
the havoc
all
spills
briefly
bad
identity
strains

none
clings

across
the advantage
timeless
memory
weaves

others
reaches
round
the watery
dagger
below
the hex
luminous
raindrop
spreads

at
the black
spirit
the vacant
deal
gives
fortunately
whomever
strikes
down
the acidic
criminal
gracefully
around
the white-hot
temper
none
strikes
upon
the word