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jugular

by J. Bull

There in the shadows
she's torn in two,
against the wall
she's turned a different
shade of blue.
Connected to her jugular
he holds her there.
Tears Tare,
staining her polished skin crimson-
as she gasps for air.

There in the stillness
of that dark space-
a metamorphosis
frees her from that cage,
beautiful hues of violet
cocoon and color her with grace.