Spades always die first.

A Christmas tree:
a slow death on life support:
a diffident sacrifice to the gods:
a trim nineteen feet tall:
footless with prosthesis,
facesat by an angel,
adorned in trinkets of the killer:
a squirrel robbed of its home:
a limb buried in the ground.


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