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Hannah Madgen, a 21-year-old Uvic student, died in hospital Sunday morning as a result of a serious head injury. She was crossing Oak Bay Avenue earlier that morning when she was hit by a taxi…

Movie tickets, untouched on the table...
In the shadows, she huddles, convulses, in her armchair,
phone off the hook
where dropped.
They had plans.
Eyes red, distended,
the deluge of tears
cannot clear the injustice.

Photo albums lie.
Stained yellow pages,
ragged edges,
preserve Imortally
scattered on the discolored carpet.
A child, bouncing pigtails,
her contagious smile, radiant sunlight.

Clad in flowing blue, holding a high school diploma,
a more experienced smile, emanates
anticipation.

A mother is still
eyes staring, glazed,
as she silently turns the pages
of the albums.

A salt and peppered border collie
lies extended on the sticky linoleum,
eyes unstraying from the glimmering steel food bowl,
licked clean time and time again.

A car door slams.
Velvety ears perk up,
a mad scramble for the door
to sit, eyes shining, waiting expectantly.

Stacks of disregarded papers conceal
the flimsy white table.
Yellow florescent lights
flicker and buzz overhead.
The Proper Procedure.
“Charges may be pending…”
Stomach knotted,
bologna sandwich and instant coffee
left untouched,
the cab driver sits, head bowed.
A cigarette burns, neglected in a crowded ash tray,
as he blindly fumbles for another.

A driver’s license lies halved nearby,
scissors still in hand.

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The Proper Procedure

Contributed by SensitiveSoAbused on Wednesday, 19th November 2003 @ 09:11:22 PM in AEST
Topic: dedicatedpoems

The Proper Procedure

Hannah Madgen, a 21-year-old Uvic student, died in hospital Sunday morning as a result of a serious head injury. She was crossing Oak Bay Avenue earlier that morning when she was hit by a taxi…

Movie tickets, untouched on the table...
In the shadows, she huddles, convulses, in her armchair,
phone off the hook
where dropped.
They had plans.
Eyes red, distended,
the deluge of tears
cannot clear the injustice.

Photo albums lie.
Stained yellow pages,
ragged edges,
preserve Imortally
scattered on the discolored carpet.
A child, bouncing pigtails,
her contagious smile, radiant sunlight.

Clad in flowing blue, holding a high school diploma,
a more experienced smile, emanates
anticipation.

A mother is still
eyes staring, glazed,
as she silently turns the pages
of the albums.

A salt and peppered border collie
lies extended on the sticky linoleum,
eyes unstraying from the glimmering steel food bowl,
licked clean time and time again.

A car door slams.
Velvety ears perk up,
a mad scramble for the door
to sit, eyes shining, waiting expectantly.

Stacks of disregarded papers conceal
the flimsy white table.
Yellow florescent lights
flicker and buzz overhead.
The Proper Procedure.
“Charges may be pending…”
Stomach knotted,
bologna sandwich and instant coffee
left untouched,
the cab driver sits, head bowed.
A cigarette burns, neglected in a crowded ash tray,
as he blindly fumbles for another.

A driver’s license lies halved nearby,
scissors still in hand.

Copyright Â© SensitiveSoAbused ... [ 2003-11-19 21:11:22]
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Re: The Proper Procedure (User Rating: 1 )
by EmSal on Thursday, 20th November 2003 @ 07:10:08 AM AEST
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Yes this is truly a sad thing to happen...even for the cab driver. At one of the high schools I went to a boy was hit crossing the zebra crossing and he died in hospital...then there was someone who I didn't know hit near my house and they died instantly. It's the hit and runs that are so saddening. Hope everything will be better for that family and friends...you and your mum too. Take care.

Emma.

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