Among a tiled floor,
dark and light,
and light and dark,
an instant apparition.
She saw a walker
shaded black
down a hall
still,
tense,
static.
Dark feeling
wheels were stiff
pulse was mute
it was death.
Among a tiled floor,
dark and light,
and light and dark,
an instant apparition.
She saw a walker
shaded black
down a hall
still,
tense,
static.
Dark feeling
wheels were stiff
pulse was mute
it was death.