Slashing away
see what's left
a hollowed out insides
a carcass in a cradle
aimee lays knickers at knees
a fatal flaw
a determined disease
The passerbys demonstrate no idle want of care
for moonlight shudders set the scene of wintery anxious air
her limp limbs spell out a sympathy our sorrowful society needs to hear
I have heard the owl cry
bloody bathtubs
empty underpasses
shriek in the midnight still
coats only protect us from the weather
not from ourselves
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