Thursday, March 5, 2009

1 comment:

  1. Waiting at ICU.

    Baragwanath is colossal memory morgue…
    Deposed entities awaiting a death call.

    Rules of curses abound a myriad of stale faces…
    Knees bent towards a panting heaven.

    Portraiture of towers wailing…
    Death knells unto the female sky.

    Horrid clanks muse on floors…
    blood camouflage marking tracks from stretcher wheels.

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