Treasure Island

Frank James Ryan Jr...FjR

(A Collection of Select Works... / The City That Never Sleeps)

A Day Off From A Life Sucking Business...


The vacuum wasn't working today,
so a dozen infants were spared aspiration
from a room custom built as a suite
for natal anathema;

while the deep, steel disposal box,
and its cunning guise of shimmer
is paled by clinical darkness today,
devoid of small body parts.

So, sleep well, doctors of homicide,
the vacuum repair-man delivered today,
guarantees a productive tomorrow -
to the angst of all mens gods,

who fear dread from the River Styx,
stalking black-bloody hallways
into the surgical killing field...
to terminate innocence.

Submitted: Thursday, July 24, 2014
Edited: Friday, July 25, 2014

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Frank J. Ryan, Jr.
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