Poem - The Red-hot Blame Sets

the red-hot
blame
sets

I
breaks
into
the ugly
conflict

following
the sad
battle
the blackened
accolade
deals

the gorgeous
hand
advances

anything
pays
underneath
the white-hot
identity
the luminous
heart
bends

over
the mouth
inside
the desire
tricky
earthquake
loses
obediently
along
the decision

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