There is,

    Always... Judgement, Inter-External verbalized harbinger impending apocalypse, Self-hated-worth is meaningless in the Holocaust mirror face; Standing every... Granted by everyone-for us, No permissions asked, We're a glass dying cannon, Firing bullet-culprits that ever allude to a forecast eternally toxic... For those who proclaim these poems toxic...

In lieu of,
Said toxicity...!?!