In Need of Immediate Care
Amy V. Rubin
The mood is tender as I wait.
A scattering of subtle sadnesses
emerges, paced one layer at a time
translucently over office music.
A child plays in the kidís corner
while her parentsí glances exchange
a disconcerting question, a tugging
angst. He shrinks to Rodinís Thinker,
she gazes outside the window.
A young man with a protective
mask, too tall to lean on his mother,
is asked ĎDo you need a wheelchair
today, Nicholas?í They walk together
past the door holding onto love.
The young woman, losing her vision
and disturbingly unsteady, now will be
escorted in emergency by a team of ten,
still conscious but now visibly worried
to a place for more immediate care.