Hospital Visit – Kate Jarvis

Ambulances cry out, wailing for past tragedies and future mistakes

My name is Kate and I’d like to submit a poem that I wrote after a particularly cold, hard look at myself and my lifestyle.
I’m 31, and wrote this a while back.

Hospital Visit

An empty beer can rattles past my feet

And the half forgotten frivolities of a blurry Friday

Revived in aluminium tinkles.

Ambulances cry out, wailing

For past tragedies and future mistakes.

And I must keep walking

Away from ‘Get Well’ petals.

Trudging under my footsteps, the ashen pavement edges by

Like rainwater, stalling down dirty window panes.

The frail brown wrappings of a fly-away summer

Cling to stark railings, 

While a canny wind whips hair across my shame

That it might purge my sins. 

Arbitrary things.

Kate Jarvis

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