RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Shadows Hanging - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Looking at shadows on the wall of this hospital room, seeing
shadows of all sorts of medical equipment.
I.V. stands with bags of solution, some yellow fluids, hang-
ing from them, tubes leading from them into my arms.
Hydrating and feeding intravenously in I.C.U. along with
strong antibiotics for infections.
Arizona sunshine shining in this hospital room and onto
the self-same walls where shadows of medical equipment
are still hanging.
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