The Golden String

He took a big needle,
put the string in the eye
of the needle
gently, almost petting
the needle.
There there, he said
now we are ready.

He took their skin
between his fingers
from the top of the neck
to the bottom of their back.

He put the needle with the
golden string through.
One and two and three an four
he was saying.
Now we are ready;
I have my wife and mistress
together
forever.

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Photograph by Victor Bezrukov