corridor silence

 

does god follow directions

face mask

sanitize hands

bracelet

name

birthdate

is god in this cancer center lobby

 

if there is one god, two, three

do they hold hands

navigate crowds

wait on elevators

can they find the clinic

travel from clinic to hospital

return to another clinic

 

at night, in vacant corridors

no crowd to skirt

does silence confuse

 

back home, do they stay up late

eat popcorn

channel surf

read

do they watch twelve clock numbers

do they dream their fears are real

when curtains spill dawn

 

while they wait

is silence pulling on a wet swimsuit

hiking with soaked jeans

adjusting a bra on sweat slick skin

 

here’s what I’ve got so far:

is god in my fire?

 

© 12 June 2021

Cindy B. Stevens

 

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