charades

tears bleeding from bonedry eyes,
souls crucified across bloodred skies,

walking and a-talking,
seeing this, that,

wearing soles out,
following the bout,

of wracked nerves,
skewered on stakes,

regurgitated, restrung,
ready to be,
                     once more,

                     wrung,

left out to bleed,

as long as the crowd applauds,

the insatiable beast,
needing new feed.

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