Hospital Haikus

I hate hospitals.
An eight-hour wait for treatment
is unbearable.

A tetanus shot.
All I want is to get stabbed.
I might heal better.

On a list of names,
my moniker awaits its
sterile announcement.

Her chest rattles and
her body shakes to unheard
hospital music.

Please do not worry.
I assure you that I will
be fine tomorrow.

I have a bandage.
Its not as bad as you think.
There won't be a scar.

The hospital waits
for its halls to empty of
Those waiting for it.