Woman with a Veil 6

Ms. HaikuMs. Haiku Washington DCPosts: 6,937
Gwen feels eternity erupt in sound
when she's tilting into arms of strangers.
She's placed onto an empty stretcher found 
when the past occupant died beside her.
The screams filling moments of pain just found 
are a last sensation she would defer,
but who schedules these instants must be crowned 
a tin man, or a martial connoisseur. 

Jess yells at Gwen, "Don't worry, we got you!"
bandages her stomach with practiced speed,
but lying to a dying nurse what's due
exponentially multiplies a grief.
"Veil hat. It's yours." Gwen bites her lips and chews.
Jess, too tired to care, gambles life's thief.
There is no such thing as leftover pizza. There is now pizza and later pizza. - anonymous
The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
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