The Faint Follow

i'd sleep on the white tile lobby floor

and pace until the time to visit starts.

the bright lights are on but i'm away...

how nervous a voice sounds on the phone.

you agree when you check in at the desk .

permission and trust in every move.

i'd be beside you when they're done

but i'll have to wait until i can call.

the blood kept you home while i was gone.

they left you a note when you woke up

"don't be alarmed by wooden splints."

there won't be a need for you to call.

excuses for careless doctor errors.

acceptance by all past patients have

allowed for a cold disclaiming note.

the warning is there, no need to call.