Cyber Anarcha Gifts Day 2: Eleanor Lisney

In hospital for tests

In the midst of London, beside the London eye, opposite the houses of Parliament
in a hospital bed
wired up for tests
nobody came to visit
family far from this capital
man in the next bed has bowel accidents
his curtains drawn with nurses tuttuting away
the Malaysian intern tells me he has never had any compatriots there
I tell him perhaps the existence of this specialist ward
needs specialised knowledge
information does not filter to those ethnic minorities
tucked away to invisibility are their disabled
the doctor shows me my charts
tells me I need help with breathing in my sleep
some Darth Vader mask every night
I pack it to go
taking the bus from Waterloo to Euston
train track towards my momentary home