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Elpis
2004-05-16 10:05 am
Daylight shuddersand wisp-like past me
wave upon wave
emanates
the language of Heavan
incomprehensibile
drowned out in these moments of disquiet;
in the smell of urine and bleach,
in a cry for compassion, a deathrattle,
while a sickbed
becoming a makeshift temple
pronounces in its desparation
the utmost
worshop
of life.
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