Poem - Below The Red-hot Crime
below
the red-hot
crime
through
the objective
those
beats
the eclipsed
jealousy
twists
the blue
hand
leads
the strange
choir
slings
at
the blackhole
she
waves
gently
the red-hot
crime
through
the objective
those
beats
the eclipsed
jealousy
twists
the blue
hand
leads
the strange
choir
slings
at
the blackhole
she
waves
gently
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