The Eviscerators

Revive, can you revive
what is past and
long forgotten, unremembered
a figment of an imagination –
fallen on hard times.
Can you configure a feeling,
make it live a length of time.
Find a fallow febrile pulse
in a corpse of many years.

You know there are tortures.
Little pistol-shots of humiliation.
Intimate investigations –
ripping-out the personal,
laying bare the innermost.
How do they sleep at night,
the ones who do such things-
the mean-spirited ones,
the eviscerators.


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