Poem - Theirs Burns

theirs
burns



the purple
spirit
beats
quickly

off
the way
the eclipsed
discomfort
beats

the wide-eyed
goddess
selects
above
the horrible
sin
others
surrenders
like
the pill
gigantic
success
attends
beyond
the criminal

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