Nurse at Four A.M.

by The Quiet Voice

Original EveryPoem Studio house-voice poem.

At four the corridor lights make no promise of morning. A nurse checks the name band, warms the blanket, and explains the next sound before the machine makes it. In another room, someone presses the call button twice. She answers without calling fear foolish. The shift is skill repeated: attention, record, handoff, return.
53 words · 14 lines · Free Verse
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