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Playing God in the Hospital

Playing God in the Hospital


A fly buzzes
black complaints
at the glass.

Drawn by sunlight
reflected off snow,
it's trapped

without design
to know another way.
My pager calls

Code Blue.
And for no reason
at all

I lift the window
and blow a little life
back into the world.

© CME LLC
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