Twenty three dark green bottles of Remy
Two bottles of vodka
And one
Kinky Pink Liqueur
Crowd the top
Of a makeshift memorial
Fashioned from a discarded piece of wooden furniture
Placed in front of cold grey chain link fence
Protecting an even colder grey empty lot
Empty
Except for the trash
And boarded up windows beyond
The gold emblems of Remy
Shine brightly
Above the red and black labels
On frosted glass
Candles fill the rest of the surface
Some religious
Some in glass Dollar Store jars
Some naked red pillars
Burned down
In various states
Spilling red wax
Metaphorically
Across the wooden top
And down the sides
Of the piece of salvaged furniture
Pooling on the dirty concrete
With the very real dried blood
Of a brother
Cousin
Father
Son
Lover
Neighbor
Fallen in the dark Trenton night
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