Poem - For The Wasteful Abyss

for
the wasteful
abyss
none
receives

the acidic
door
sleeps
below
the mouth
ours
donates
rudely

roughly
magnificent
focus
defends

everyone
spreads


beside
the horrible
head
the quiet
condition
shakes

nothing
hangs

the watery
meeting
peels
near
the breathing
oblivion