Swiftness in conjunction
has it's
array
believing smoteness
will surly
give gains
hot of coals
glimmering

has it's
upendness



Fallow Fameness

Unrooted of grains
production
sends a twirl unrepentness
to comatose the
senses
pale all colors rejection
in flames to
dispersion

Bruce D. Simmons

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