... twistfully, gristlessly
non-compost-meantistly.......
without intensity,
subtlety, sensity...
moribund density,
coopered
in staves,
splintered and worn
for
conscripting raves....
nuanceless,
stillborn,
in
chrapulent caves....
.
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