bare passages

 
it was time,

they tore down the

community hospital;

insulated with asbestos,

warmed with memories of

loudly wet births of sons and

quietly dry death of grandfather.

life at dis-ease tries to heal,

bursting forth or fading away

within tired brick walls

now demolished,

dust to dust.

1 Comment (+add yours?)

  1. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
    Oct 11, 2015 @ 23:44:02

    An old hospital – so many memories among the asbestos…

    Reply

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