questions after she left.

Did she ever have a voice?
Was she ever the maker of sound?
Where did the contract get inked?
Did she know what she signed?
Did she know the ritual would end like this?
The door heavier at 6 am than her existence
Than her presence
Her footsteps vanished with day break
On her trip down
Will she
smell the salt of your sex
taste of your mouth
pride?
Will she know she just passed in the night?
Never been invited into beds to rest
Never been invited to eat
Did you even give her the good wine?
Would she even know the difference?
Did the fog lift lightly to direct her out?
Did u ever even know her whole name?

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