Circulate

Broken statues kicked over
in the chaos of the graveyard.
A funeral turned violent
concluding with bruised necks
and broken fists.
The ring on her finger
barely fit and she watched
all the blood flood away
until she couldn’t feel anything.
She liked the numbness,
it was something else to focus on.
She tried to see the end,
but everything she thought
was wrong.

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