The Tragedy of Sara Merriweather

She left a bloody track of footprints up and down the hospital hallways the doctors looked the other way as if she was a phantom a character playing a harmless role in their drastic dreams she screamed pleaded “Please don’t you care? can’t you see? blood is seeping from my feet can’t you see? I’m dying don’t you care?” she sat in the hall crimson prints sprawling in all direction she shrieked at the ignorant doctors as blood formed a lagoon around her broken dogs she wept and pled and died in the warmth of her seepage and in the middle of that hallway she laid forever and rotted her bloody track remained faded altered from deep crimson to light brown-red but remained without any consideration from the doctors