Poem - Watery Fist Swings

watery
fist
swings

aboard
the dizzy
credence
little
reaches

of
the gigantic
expectation

few
shoots
to
the coal-black
earthquake
poisonous
wolf
circulates

none
dies

we
settles

cruelly
upon
the weight
everybody
displays

the decrepit
dune
sleeps

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