I went to the hospital because things were down in me,
down in me huh, I needed medical attention and to vent.
I opened those big glass doors with all of my strength,
exhaustion was instant cruel and unwilling to relent.
Exhaustion gave no excuses, my clenched face strained.
I entered the bleach surfaced pale lit lobby sanitized sane,
where some nurses tried smiles that clung onto mouths.
As they rushed, yelled and pushed patients across the linoleum.
I got to the reception desk hands gripping my pain and lumps,
frown chopped down into 2nd gear to make the speed bump.
I spurted out the ailments and torturing reality it's crests and troughs.
Hindering me these past weeks turning in green in the rough.
Nurse's trampoline neck bounced up posture unbelieving.
sweet pink white face, accusatory eyes scanning, beaming.
Her hand closed on a paper slip suddenly a little breeze,
as she kung-fu parried and bureau sternly thrust it on me
Aisle two room A Stay in line, otherwise you will lose your place.
I recoiled my frown my hunch and my endeavor at sympathy,
walked toward the disignated room, expression twitching awkwardly.
Two impatient women stood about shifting on their feet in the queue.
I parked my sadness askew behind them as they tossed their hair without a clue,
pretending to be elsewhere out of boredom or residual fear their turn was near.
Three people entered the room in succession, I was briefly impaired.
Pushing in as I was distracted trying to get a snack in, I dared.
Everyone was called And I was left holding my grudge,
a half eaten cracker and cold bitter coffee, I scoffed gruff.
I spat crumbs, said those bastards pushed in my voice in a knot
A nurse probably my grandmother in her last life, stopped,
turned on her slippers and angled herself toward me.
"What's the matter now sir?" she uttered cheerily.
I said I was overlooked and the stare she gave me was shotgun fierce,
she looked at me 12 gauge assessment, chalked it up to my condition.
"Ok sir just stay in line." translated, shush old man don't complain
She skipped back into brisk lythe pace leaving me crumbs, stains
numbing outrage and debilitating pain.
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