at the hospital. it's full.
no vacancies.
but they keep coming.
on stretchers,
on gurneys.
limping in.
wheeled in.
staggering towards
the darkness.
they find a hallway,
or a closet.
the worst get looked
at first.
an open wound,
a broken heart,
a busted head.
the rest will have to take
a number and wait.
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