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