Archive for August, 2007
Impervious Gown
impervious gown said the box on the counter sterile on the shelf patiently waiting as good patients always do where is the doctor? quite bruised and bloodied he lay still on the gurney a sudden ending life’s not forever though many pretend it is death will always come
Lost In His Work
dazed and so confused scrambling to meet the deadline far too little sleep push yourself harder the world might end if you don’t as if that were true ever longer days I can barely even think is today sunday? the madness creeps in never knowing when to stop how much is enough I’ve left the [...]




















