here’s pee your eye
we have 350 pounds of quivering repugnance
oozing out of a nightmare into bed 3
he’s a nice guy, but my god
drooling rivers of foul juice from nose and mouth
his tracheostomy spewing mucus into every corner of the room
one of the more gruesome patients you’ll ever treat
for someone not an amputee or gunshot to the face
the nurse rockets from the room
I JUST GOT HIS PEE IN MY EYE, she wails
WHAT DO I DO?
we shrug our shoulders
wash her eye out? quit nursing?
and how did that happen?
she tears down the hall to the attending physician
who tries to talk her down
he actually has the cleanest pee in the unit, says the doctor
his labs show there’s very little growing in there
hard to swallow when assessing fright night in bed 3
the dirty poet is a working stiff with a bad habit of taping poems on lampposts around town.