Thursday, 15 April 2010
NaPoWriMo #15 - The comfort of endless scrutiny
The comfort of endless scrutiny
Occasional birds snap my eyes across a sterile white-out sky
I see through high-set windows. This room is monotony,
rows of bottles with labelled content and goggles
reflecting strip-light white.
A clatter brings me back and we are driven to sudden words
though it is nothing that will stick. My memories
are like the distant windows: so far above the day-to-day
they seem experimental, avant-garde.
What I will remember are days like these flayed bodies
in exacting standards of sterility, dreams of white-walled rooms
and so many little pieces of thought, gathered
in a bleak and chemical silence.
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nice one Sophie...thanks for sharing
ReplyDeleteDefinitely captures the wandering mind when stuck in a lab on a boring day. Great!
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