White paper-masked, featureless faces
A cold tacky hand through a violet latex surgical glove
Beeping and bleeping… flashing lurid lights of fate
Monopolising the whole room's solemn gaze
Wheezing, laboured, shallow, rattled breath
Bare chest, sucking in…too sharply; disturbing to behold
Pupils, darkling embers of nothingness
Wires everywhere... mind a frenzied jumbled haze
Clock hands torturing the taut echoed minutes
Unopened plastic triangular sandwich, two days out of date
Nails deeply dug into palms; near no sensation
Barbed-wire prognosis; response wild banshee... crazed!
Inaudible screams, yet the silence deafens
Voice dissociate ; tears of drought sting crack and burn
Ugly distorted mouths moving torridly
Green scrub-hat heads with sheer eyebrows raised
Empty Thomas The Tank Engine tiny slippers
Tousled sun-kissed, silken locks breathed in... deeply inhaled
Toy train track, untouched, encircling tiny limp body
Pleading... begging... prayers; prayed... and prayed!
Little ashen bandaged hand; bruised and swollen
Lifts like a ghost... a vision of timeless beauty we all beheld
A dilated abyss floods blue pools of iris... those eyes will forever haunt me
Voice, thought to be heard no more chimes out “Mummy”… my heart finally could exhale
© Debbie Razey 2014
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