Discovery Poem by Mandy S...

Retched enough to dirty the souls of one-thousand lives
a discovery so bold, so un-called for.
He lays on the floor
unconscious without a care.
What a sight to witness.
The grout between the tiles; deep and filled with liquid,
the shower curtain ripped; sink filthy.
He awakens with pupils enlarged
rolling back into his head uncontrollably.
The warmth flows through his vains
until the realization of my unfortunate findings.