Glasgow Coma Scale - by
First on scene, emergency services
score you six and leave without me.
I tail the silence of blue lights,
abandon the car in the ambulance bay.
accidents
Thi loss o thi Westhaven - by
Thi watter taen yous oan a bonnie day,north sea canny as a favourite dug,naething tae fear fae hir bark ir bite.Hir treisure laid bare fir thi takin. Did yous hae a blether afore ye slippit awa,a gaggle afore thi sea claimed yous?A remember ye as thon laddie in class,thi ane that could eyewis mak us […]
from Achanalt - by
The man who made the request stop
for Achanalt never left the train;
from Memorial - by
The first to die was PROTESILAUS / A focused man who hurried to darkness / With forty black ships leaving…
The Sair Finger - by
You’ve hurt your finger? Puir wee man!
/ Your pinkie? Deary me!
/ Noo, juist you haud it that wey till
/ I…