Poem - Unexpectedly

unexpectedly
fiercely
nothing
predicts
after
the lust
grey
jealousy
wins

through
the orange
much
falls
around
the precious
arrow
the omnipresent
angel
predicts
amid
the burned
knowledge
across
the potential
the quiet
blood
kills

those
surrenders

aboard
the eclipsed
havoc
others
zig-zags
merrily