Sitting in the
hospital chemists
this weird tacky shop
being watched
do I handle this vaccine?
I’m freaking out, I’ve got to chill
or I won’t be able to go.
Sitting in the
hospital chemists
feeling real fucked up
wan, fraught
I’m a pathetic father - useless:
my baby has a tube up her nose.
I regress and cede control.
Sitting in the hospital
chemists
glaring at shelves of pointless shit
can I put on this plaster now?
this t-shirt is already stained
can I put my jumper back on?
I too ashamed to stand up.
Sitting in the
hospital chemists
bodily. Coins being slid in pairs
from pile to palm
tallying the take.
Anachronism of noise making me feel seven,
Mum, can we go now?
Sitting in the
hospital chemists
as my Mum counts the float
next I’ll drag in the sign
she locks the safe
we set the alarm
Oh god, I want to be home.
Sitting in the
hospital chemists
“Ok, you can go now.”
Standing in the hospital chemists
“You just have to pay”
Walking out the hospital chemists
