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Aug 2013
For our sakes
they are plated with silver
now
for our sakes
they are just pieces
of once upon a terrible day
disassembled bodies
flesh
with ragged edges
hung on hooks
for our sakes
collectibles
from afar
they look almost pretty
blood removed
and reasons
like justification
none
Patricia Drake
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