Blacked Out Part 2: Work

Noose
Nina's fruit swaying
A mimic of my skin. 
At work in a cone 
Of safety erased. For a death 
Threat 
Was moled down and erased with a
Shrug. 
Shoulders heaved, eyebrows furrowed
While my humanity hung in the
Balance. 

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