Terminal
suffering needs company
company needs others,
and so we all sit,
awaiting radiology
corridors of waiting
shrouded in fear
hovering above and near,
my time their time unclear
impatient and dear
there is no easing
nor balm in numbers
we raced to come early
shimon weinroth
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fragments-from-the-hospital/
