I wandered for a moment, surrounded by the white tunnel In which I smelt the metallic tang from stainless steel Travelling in the open air.
Glancing, I saw the disarray: nurses dashing in assistance, paramedics charging through the gaping doors with emergency cases And doctors immersed in the plight to save lives.
I slid a door open, Discovering an image so brief and profound, A man, varnished with red, ached as it Dripped through his hair - Hesitantly, he settled sideways, You could see his hurts were spinal.
He had fallen from an engine, Dragged along the grating metals, And as he lay, half sentient - To his bed came a woman, Who stood and sighed, Her lips were writhen As the sun had risen.
How desolate it was, As she lied near the thundering waterfall of his heart, Only to realise, They were on the eve of their marriage.