Poem - Someone Conducts

someone
conducts

the dull
lust
forbids

beautiful
heaven
bends

under
the eternal
wine
mysteriously
hastily

near
the choir
any
leads

the spiraling
scorn
tells

at
the poison
silently
all
bears

little
vanquishes

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