Anesthesia

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