A heart beating beating like a tightly clenched
fist on a door that will never be opened. . .
The air was low in oxygen
and that what they were involved in
the experience they were going through ,
threatened to suffocate them
and destroy everything ,
everything they believed in . . .
Two paramedics pick up a stretcher
bearing a yellow plastic sack ,
the ambulance disappears off down
the forest road and soon
this will be the loneliest place on earth . . .
In a windowless room with tiled walls
three identical metal tables lit up
by fluorescent strip-lights ,
The yellowing bruises ,
the burn marks ,
the black holes ,
the black holes . . .