A setting,
like white sheets on the
bed, walls are too
as they close in softly,
like the gentle tread
of the wolf at mid-night.
The nurse checks in,
bobbing around, asking
question I will not reply too.
The steady of beeping of
a moniter is the only thing
that shreds the silence and
suddenly it is continuous...
Women in scrubs shuffle
about, securing cords and
forcing a mask to the mouth.
They bring the pads,
and like Zeus himself
has around, lightning
flies...
Too late...All I can
hear is "BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEPPP"
Author notes
It's basicly about someone sitting in a hosptial room watching someone die.
A contest entry
- Goodnight Sweetheart...Title Prompt Comp by lostangel07.
300 points, ended April 19, 2008, 19 entries
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Comments
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Wow. wasn't expecting that.
Interseting take on it, imagery is very good. Good write.
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