Bloodstains

Bloodstains
encrusted
on chosen furs
of this navy
carpet
are memories
that we are forced
to veil from audiences
But these stains
remain
as we continually
rediscover
the actions
of insane fools--
the weak points
in our souls
Therefore,
we cannot always veil
our crimson
pains
from the throngs
of people
who cradle us,
for there are cancers
with which we
need aid
in cleansing

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