Sitting Gulping Coffee

You’re sitting gulping coffee, waiting anxiously in an empty bay corridor. Suddenly the nurses begin looking up, Where through the corner of their eyes you’re still hunched over the radiator, which is slowly losing warmth.

Now you’re walking in the room to watch the last emergency lights fading upto the clouds. You’ve lived in small houses, tight spaces – but never have the walls around closed in – A room full of familiar faces causing crowds.