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Civil War

Broken-in shoes
gather molded arches
beneath an army
of dangling limbs.
Some wait,
collars upturned,
yearning
to be made whole.
Bare wire hangers
dig meatless fingers
into sagging woolen shoulders,
the only warmth
this place knows.
Purple tinged fluorescence
bruises her whites,
exposes her blacks.
A yellow bird sings
through half-lit bars.