at the haiku hospital
hospital ward
the blind man’s harmonica
amazing grace
children’s ward
in the dead of the night
a blackbird sings
psychiatric ward
hiding in his wardrobe
a tall thin man
geriatric ward
the old man with a pipe says
i don’t have a brother
surgical ward
he loses his manhood
she her fertility
medical ward
well we’ve done the tests
now for some more
eye ward
you are awfully dark doctor
blinkers removed
skin ward
is the treatment up to scratch
a rash diagnosis
coronary care
the love of a rare ECG
misses a beat
intensive care
in the midst of the wires
a nurse
A & E
in the middle of the night
blue lights
diabetic ward
all of the busy nurses
are so sweet
renal ward
the consultant on his rounds
a kidney on him
operating theatre
in the midst of the drama
fast asleep
radiotherapy ward
dressed in protective armour
lancelot
cancer ward
so nice to see a friendly face
relapsing lyrical
children’s ward
of course you are not dying
yesterday once more
neurosurgical ward
a small door into my mind
i am still thinking
orthopaedic ward
all the resident characters
quite a cast
outpatients clinic
take this form and wait there
and there you are
path lab
in the bloody queue again
little pricks
mortuary
called the chapel of rest
for visitors
sexual diseases
the door to the clinic
well camouflaged
burns ward
the sterile filtered air
of time and again
plastic surgery
things that are not quite right
seem to be fine now
X-Ray
they can see right through you
diagnosis on a plate
dental ward
asking stupid questions
about wisdom teeth
treatment room
washing my hands of it
redressing
fracture clinic
a menu of interesting names
time for a break
trauma ward
serious business of calm
first things first
resuscitation
swinging into action
the A team
path lab
ten thousand tests
each a diagnosis
refectory
talking bloody shop
over dinner
pharmacy
for every pill
an ill
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