Sunday, September 26, 2010

Another Day in the Hospital




Plans made
Wait in some space
To be transformed into action.

But not today.

Unanticipated injury
comes from an unexpected source.

She hardly realizes it happened;
Moving as if everything
is exactly the same
as before.

She is sure there were no sirens.

No one else sees it.
And yet it hurts.

Unfiled papers.
Unwritten pages.
Dust collects.
Cupboards remain bare.

No team of medical staff.
No smell of disinfectant.
No crisp white sheets,
or needle shoved into her hand.

Another day in the hospital.

She waits for her soul to heal itself
So she can come out and play again.

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