“What was that code?”

Drained…monotonous bombardments
of highs, and lows,
bounce one to another.
Embedded in cores that measure
safe in caring hands,
serving hearts, endure abuse of peers…
white coats screaming in fashion so insane,
with disdain,
for chores stellar to embrace.

A facade of harmonious chaos pierce
through eyes,
hearts turn cold, cyanotic ceil-blue, and white;
False eyes measure
the conscience to shame.

“Safe Harbor”!
A heart arrests, a code is called,
…red for FIRE!
Fire to live again, fire to exhale …into poetry!

#Soap Notes!


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