The unfavorable hour.
Four minutes to reach the destination.
Retrieve the essential item.
Go, run quickly.
The rain is pouring.
There are sirens from afar.
The wheels are turning.
The feet—
“Those sirens are for you.”
misstep.
Gravity is absolute.
Infallible.
Unlike you.
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There is no evidence for acute intracranial hemorrhage.
There is no evidence for
abnormal cerebral edema.
No mass effect or midline shift is seen.
The ventricular system is
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Nausea abound, the croaking man.
Help.
The rain is pouring.
Help.
The blood pools.
Calling out for someone.
Anyone.
The number.
The number, the sirens.
The ones meant for you.
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Author:
Ryan Modawell (Pseudonym) (
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Comments3
Wonderful penning in this innovate write.
i really enjoyed reading this one, thank you for sharing!
this succinct write
not only works, as a stand alone immersive poem
but, as a metaphor
for so much of life's diverse
struggles and strife
its potential to express and empathise
and in so-doing, become a relatable read, for so many
is immensely impressive..
thank you! for choosing to share your poetic genius
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