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Lost

At the corner of 31st and 8th



I saw this

Old, blue pay phone

One of those faded ones

With metal buttons



As I walked past

I heard it ring



It kept ringing

Two, three, seven, ten

Without end



Curious as I was

I wondered



I picked up the line

I heard

I saw

I felt

Crucified

Inside crimson

Crests