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Cold hands of the doctor in gloves and mask
lay her on the hard surgical metal table.
A numb sensation travels down arm to wrist.
Sedation spreads to an EGREGIOUS sin. 
Breathing deep through monitored heart rate
eyelids weigh down in heavy haze.
Frills of a DELICATE flower shrivels
as a mother prepares to abort her child.   

In OBTUSE position an ultrasound image 
still haunts her in false INDIGENT hopes
In slurred  words, she sinks in quicksand.
A blissful DELIRIUM of noiseless chatter. 

Epiphanies of painless moments
when foggy memories  forget to  eavesdrop
Nothingness of empty feelings 
when clogged synapses trigger only to stop.

Eyes AWAKENING  to a bleeding world
find a graveyard heart pumping relentless pain,
and camouflaged stories rehearse in veins.   
Promises that could not CONSECRATE 
Conflicts that could not MEDIATE.
An Indifference that was worse than hate.

The nurse says ,' Do you need anything? '
She needed analgesics...she needed amnesia.
She craves, "Can you put me back to  anesthesia?





29th August 2019

Sponsor	John Hamilton
Contest Name	Eight word challenge 9

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