At the Morgue
The lighting, it was over-bright
blinding my unslept,red, tired eye
white sheets shook me with dread and fright
the lighting, it was over-bright
oh! on the stiff body drained white
tattoo of my name on left thigh
the lighting, it was over-bright
blinding my unslept,red, tired eye
Written 06/15/2016 for Julia's contest "First Line Prompt-2"
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