steep dust

fort gas p pee l the

be e storm flow

er's left ay high

ash sky yr tent

actif swoll stings

the p late seethe ,w

as sting redlented

off the ass or

clouded pants no

rope or rings

,rings the sky of

crows ,caulks up

rain's towering st

one roller on

the cl iff if

path's relengua

chose yr snore

shorn yr snore an sickle