We’re Done Here

That incessant itch,

Photographs shredded,
Letters burnt,
A new start.

The blurring wounds,

Disappearing voices,
Stammered belief
And the cold sweats.

Those weeping assistants,

Incantations of innocence,
Body language coached
Two times a week,

And we’re done here.

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