Friday, September 23, 2005

Suction

A writhing snake
Bucks and quivers,
Thrilling bliss.

Red splashes
And orange streaks
Are its markings
Camouflage-
As it slithers into the incision
Stealthily, a clear, hungry belly.

Fluid slurped turbulently
Gushes through its coils
A hard greedy mouth
Becomes blocked by debris
Choking the hiss.

‘Suction please.’

Alex J Hamilton

3 comments:

Unknown said...

Fabulous poem, aj. Thanks for sharing!

Taz said...

aj this is great! Really powerful words you used that really capture your imagination and demand your attention. I agree with Anna, it's wonderful to see that people can analyse what can sometimes be a rather boring episode in theatre and transform it into art.

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