Bad Poetry!

Dec 10, 2011 12:25

Emergency

Silence

and then

sound crashing like
an unstoppable wave of

screaming

of panic
and a buzzing;
undefinable,
to the left,
to the right,
all around me
wrapped like cotton wool
slowing my reactions,
as blood

it oozes

seeps

and death comes visiting,
paying no respect
to the life He is taking,
to the life we are letting go.

Then,
it is over.

media; poem, no-fic

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