they arrived when visiting hours were

supposedly over of course they arrived

when visiting hours were over everyone

was supposed to leave the hospital so

us inmates could all die alone like guards

of the dark under our death sheets and

our tongues of foam and our pushing the

sky and dragging such sand and dust

through our throats we are tied and

anchored here of course they arrived

when visiting hours were over they were

alive like a vast cloud of gulls breaking

rules was what they did what are visiting

hours to the living and going back for

more in the greying dusk the pushing

and the shoving and the tumultuous feeling

something they could not live without

breaking something in single drops the

cold sterile voice of overhead speakers said

it all visiting hours were done with for tonight/

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