Hospital Blues


(on waiting)

My heart races as I sit patiently.
I’m trying to breath regularly.
My eyes burn, but mostly the left one.

Hours of starting at a computer screen, that’s what I will say if they see me wiping away the wetness.

It’s important for me to stay strong, reliable, positive.

He is in another room.
Silly from pain medication and anxious nerves.

He is a sweet boy when he looks at me, “you are so beautiful.”

I don’t know what to think.
I’m scared.


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