poetry

slant-steady

Fraught o'er what you didn't-did...

  Too-dumb-intrepid,
      Fraught o’er what you didn’t-did,
I forgot to be candid
            With myself;
Three suns on’a slant-steady shelf,
      I feel got-somewhere-splendid—
  Hidden in
            A dark-less-frigid.


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