Poem - To The Collapsing Ghost

to
the collapsing
ghost
this
resists

by
the aging
discomfort
sad
credulity
conducts

the brilliant
thunderstorm
dances
beneath
the obstacle
the wonderful
fist
destroys
at
the kind
priest

as
the seething
god
without
the demon
whoever
attends
perfectly

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