02-06-2018, 01:03 PM
The voice crackled
from the old recording.
The diction was impeccable.
The delivery unnatural.
The spaces between the words too long,
the intonation dazed, indifferent.
The incident described.
Where the fingers were placed, bruises made,
wounds washed clean.
Photographs.
Each from a different angle,
a numbing repetition of the scene.
Evidence.
Acquired, organized,
ignored.
Remnants of certainty.
Overwhelmed,
unfinished.
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a brightly colored fungus that grows in bark inclusions

