Miscarriage
DemonSpawn
Date:
19/07/2005
This sickly skin silveron stones of the pavement
glistens dark, expectant
of an animal cry.
But only sounding sucked
expelled without voice,
caught in the passive shift
of binary breathing.
Awash with water-blood,
the one-become-zero
makes a sidelong exit
towards the gutter bed.
Shoes click past, harsh
switching on, off;
on, off; don't stop;
don't look; walk by;
shielding the conscience.
Each heartbeat, each life,
all lost in the code.
This one will retain
in stained memory
one that could have been.
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