Keepsake
Like a genie,
Watching out
For a breakdown;
Dawns shift
Westward-
Read things
Backwards,
Mind your panic-
Move the town.
Lessen tension,
Keep submission
All your let ins
Sipping out;
Wires trigger
The ignition,
Running engines
Roaring loud;
Wild and hollow
Lies the alley,
Spells thrown
Blindly
Reaching deeper
If I could stay
Any longer-
I'd become
Your Holy
Keeper
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