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Tanks and canisters of boiling blood
Torrential storms of the amount spilled
Black and white photographs
Morbid memories consume the empty spaces

The sister garlanded maiden
The brotherhood abandoned
Flesh and bones, incarcerated
Imprisoned, disheveled, isolated

Burning holes, frayed and singed edges
Calloused hearts hardening despite the sweet rain
Beating back the pain until there is only numbness
…Taste it