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Alyssa Smith Mar 2012
decayed immortal nurses wander through my halloween hospital,
cleaning neverending septic corridors where nothing
but  light blinds i and deafness is welcome to Me
to mute the sound of the sizzling ashed bodies.

they locked up father and cast aside mother,
while in the warm morgue they collected i’s
frozen heart to surprise those still who
wait for reprieve from down under.

i met them that dusty clear day (evening)
tracked (trailed) Me then choke chained i’s ankles and
dragged i to the ground where they
pierced what remained of i’s brain with their
sharp jabbing needles.

emotions (Thoughts) keep waiting.
(Hoping).
“COME STOP ME” come stop (i).
night has lost the wait for the scavenge
to come to an end.

descending
through this dream
(hole),
GO AWAY.

****,
(i) lost the clues
caged now,
where only me,
(I)
Holds the key.

— The End —