Miasma Triage/MiracleA Poem by Dave C.Birth
You should have seen the blood cascade
The atypical tears The tools, the agony The smell, the iron in the air The tension in the scissors cutting flesh The entrails twisted and ripped from body The gushing flood of gore The screeching, the ripping of skin Feel the excitement in the climax The fluids pour and mix She screams They cry They whimper The adrenaline The disbelief The torture chambers arise This is life or death She could die They both could Is this a miasma triage? Or a miracle birth? © 2015 Dave C. |
StatsAuthorDave C.Dallas, TXAboutI am and artist, musician, and writer. The lyrics to my song are very poetic. Therefore I'm posting them here to see how the stand alone without the music. Thank you in advance for reading them. more..Writing
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