Cutting Deep
Paper-thin, metallic blue deepening further, slicing down, across from bone to bone.
Garnet rivers, pooling into oceans, staining... Screams, screams fade “CALL AN
AMBU..l..a....” (gone). A single response, a tear, gliding down... swift, before fading to
black.
Copyright © Patrick Espegren | Year Posted 2010
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