Gloves

There you are upon the wall
Stacked atop each other
small, medium, large
sterile, nitrile, examined.

My mind, latex-free,
stretches back to the
Land of the Unexpected
upon a mat we sit.

You tell of drawing out new life
onto cold, unwelcome floors
baby three, baby four
is there room for more?

The beds are full,
no pain relief
on this shift, as before
no gloves.

There you are upon the wall
Stacked atop each other…

photo credit: http://www.mpdacrylicdisplays.com/latex-glove-box-holders/glove-box-holder

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