Comparison

When you think

about hospitals

you think of

death

dying

unspeakable illness

you think of

her drooping eyes

the cancerous process that

swallows her whole

a tremoring shake.

Broken body

broken limbs crammed in a wheelchair  

When I think

about hospitals,

I think

Psychiatrists and

nurse therapists

medications that

i don’t know how to pronounce.

shaky conversations

laced with panic and fear

near to light

I think jokes from a mouth

of caring and treasury

when i think about hospitals

i think about

                    hope

and the referral of a smile.   

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