Friday, August 21, 2015

7060. MYSTERIES OF THE AXIOMATIC

MYSTERIES OF 
THE AXIOMATIC
The autopsies have fallen into the waster-bin, 
and now everyone is back up, alive.  It's just 
like a Resurrection, really. The light pounds 
on the lab-windows like hammers, and all those 
beakers and bunson burners keep working and
filling up. Flames of a sacred heart; 
and everyone rises and leaves.

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