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sufferme

tender still
these jagged reds –
fault lines bleeding through
have healed
and been reopened
time again
with want for more
than promises
need for recompense
what circumstance remains
to hold me here

what almost
fell to nothing
– a thread of saving grace
heads are bowed
hands
are folded so
gathered unto whispers
all that might have been
were letting go
a choice
to disappear

. . .