It isn’t the first time
We all wait as the clock ticks away
I’m here with heart at 130 bpm
Dusty sweat
The commonality of heaves
Sighs tears blankets
Her in the red parka
We think she miscarried
My friend who came with me
When I had to go at a drop of a hat and I
A brave boy
Gashed forehead
An impatient fella
He’s been here three hours though
This is the compass
Of compassion I’ve found
Over the two hours I am
Feeling better
Heart is now at 120
A few hours ago
I didn’t want to hear
Questions are you ok?
Because it has
Embedded in it
Not being ok
And that’s a ravine
I could fall into
The shake of fear
The eyes downcast because
The green gowned doctors
Come out
Every half an hour
For a moment back there
I thought of my regrets
Maudlin
Then I shut my eyes
In cloudy ecstasy
And remember
Some of my loves
And the just one
Of my past loves
Now I miss her terribly
I see her in a golden morning room
Straddling me
Looking into my eyes
Her bare unbound body
Her eyes then shut close
Perhaps in a cloudy ecstasy
A common
A common cloud
Spanning back
In my memory-image
I feel reconciled
For a moment
All these pinpricks
Of system connect
Moments, moment by moment
All in triage all strung by moments
Two hours ago they asked my DOB
I hold the medical staff in a bestowing happy
Acceptance
All I can give is trouble
Time beats per minute
I hear my one in memory
Last time I went into
Hospital she said loving things
When the ambulance took off
I remember the good times
Ariel Riveros Pavez 
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