A nurse shows me photos of a biker party.
Her boyfriend stands with others, part-clad
in leathers, cocks dangling in pints of lager.
Other nurses begin circling, moving in.
They cluster on my bed, hyena cackles
attracting more. Their pink claws snatch
at the photos; they salivate, white teeth snapping.
The Great Suit stalks through the ward followed
by whirling white coats.
Holiday snaps? – it’s bored, rhetorical.
The hyenas collapse laughing. One rolls onto
my cotton savannah
and clutches her sides.
Another slides, hysterical,
to the blood-spotted floor.
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