Playing God in the Hospital (Podcast)

September 14, 2012

His pager calls. Code Blue. And for no reason at all, he lifts the window and blows a little life back into the world.

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.

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