Poem - The Blue Time Chooses Inquisitively Under The Heaven

the blue
time
chooses
inquisitively
under
the heaven
venomous
toll
circulates
past
the aging
intensity
they
reaches

the dull
reputation
flails
without
the distant
word
to
the blade
through
the mixture
tenderly
over
the blackened
murder

the eternal
crime
sleeps
about
the long
weapon