1 October 2012
Standing in the middle
of a dark operating room,
The doctors perfect monster,
Black eyes
glaring from behind a surgical mask,
Stepping around the operating table,
Walls echoing the abandoned
hospitals doctors haunting laugh,
One shaky finger pulling down the mask,
Lips pulled into a smile,
Circling the table holding a scalpel,
Nurses in tattered clothing
surrounding the doctor,
holding syringes, bleeding eyes,
Ghosts of revenge,
victims of the surgeons,
Closing in around them,
Hands outstretched,
strapping the surgeon
to the operating table,
Pefect monster,
red in tooth & claw,
Flawless under the chrome blade,
Needle & thread,
sewing together the rage,
Bloody wander, patient, victim,
walking the floors of a hospital dead,
Tapping on the bars
covering the cold glass windows,
Locked inside
dancing with faceless shadows
on the walls.
The Surgeons • Opuss № I