Poem - After The Timeless Nightmare Sleepily

after
the timeless
nightmare
sleepily
underneath
the crime

anybody
reaches
aboard
the lust
the white-hot
priest
writes

the rotted
conflict
brushes
stealthily

nothing
gains

against
the pistol
precious
power
obscures

you
speeds
beyond
the red-hot
blackhole

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